I think that we can all agree that packing and moving do not bring out people's best qualities. And my family is no exception. More curse words, mutterings under the breathe, eye rollings, and a few distinct hand gestures have come out this past week than all of last year.
And never wanting to be left out, my precious, innocent 2 year old has officially said her first curse word.
Oh Sh*%$!
It all started with my husband. David dropped a bunch of nails and screws on the floor and instinctively said "Oh Sh*%$!" with Little B standing right next to him. Little B quickly replied with a very Southern version of "Oh Sh*%$! This is mess!" And if you are questioning what I mean by a Southern version, take that word and it extend it into 2 extra syllables and you will get the idea. Imagine that a baby Paula Deen just said it.
Upon hearing that, both David and my heads immediately popped up. And after a minute of a silent parental argument with our eyes, we knew the damage had been done. Little B knew that she struck gold with those words and was not willing to let it go. And from that point on "Oh Sh*%$" was worked into as many conversations as possible.
Yeh, David and I are definitely going to win Parents of the Year!
Well, in an attempt to stop this new favorite phrase, we have been focusing on different phrases that are fun say and better tolerated among polite company. A few of our favorites include:
Well, in the true spirit of her individuality, Little B has chosen "Oh Sh*$%! Oh my goodness!" (with a Southern drawl) as her new favorite. And to make it even worse, I can't stop laughing every time she says it. It is so funny.
Yep, definitely not winning any parenting awards this year.
And never wanting to be left out, my precious, innocent 2 year old has officially said her first curse word.
Oh Sh*%$!
It all started with my husband. David dropped a bunch of nails and screws on the floor and instinctively said "Oh Sh*%$!" with Little B standing right next to him. Little B quickly replied with a very Southern version of "Oh Sh*%$! This is mess!" And if you are questioning what I mean by a Southern version, take that word and it extend it into 2 extra syllables and you will get the idea. Imagine that a baby Paula Deen just said it.
Upon hearing that, both David and my heads immediately popped up. And after a minute of a silent parental argument with our eyes, we knew the damage had been done. Little B knew that she struck gold with those words and was not willing to let it go. And from that point on "Oh Sh*%$" was worked into as many conversations as possible.
Me: "B, eat your carrots."
Little B: "Oh Sh*%$!"
David (watching a football game): "Touchdown!"
Little B: "Oh Sh*%$!"
Me: "B, let's pick up your Cheerios."
Little B: "Oh Sh*%$! This is mess."
Yeh, David and I are definitely going to win Parents of the Year!
Well, in an attempt to stop this new favorite phrase, we have been focusing on different phrases that are fun say and better tolerated among polite company. A few of our favorites include:
"Oh my goodness!" (again, use your best Southern drawl)
"Oh rats!"
"Good grief" (borrowed from Charlie Brown)
"Amen!" (this is one that my mom is pushing pretty hard) Well, in the true spirit of her individuality, Little B has chosen "Oh Sh*$%! Oh my goodness!" (with a Southern drawl) as her new favorite. And to make it even worse, I can't stop laughing every time she says it. It is so funny.
Yep, definitely not winning any parenting awards this year.
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