I had a very proud moment this morning that I just had to share with all of you. My sweet son, sweet 3 year old, do you see him? He’s so sweet…so innocent…
Out of his mouth came the most foul word today. He was playing and he said, “F$@#”. I looked at him and said, “What did you say??” He said it again. Now, lest you think he heard this from anyone in our house, we don’t say that word. Yeah, he’ll hear an occasional shit or damn, but never the f word. He was playing around with words and came up with that one. So here is how the rest of the conversation went:
Me: Sweetie, that is a really, really, really bad word.
S: What is? F*&$?
Me: Yes. So, I don’t want to ever hear you say that again. If you choose to say it again, you will be in really big trouble because you know it’s a bad word now.
S: No Mom, I don’t know that f*&# is a bad word.
Me: yes you do.
S: Is Buck a bad word?
S: Is Truck a bad word?
And it continues. He keeps coming up with words that rhyme asking if they are bad words. Oh he is just a goof.
yes, this was a very proud moment. My son saying the f word for the first time…at 3.