I've basically got the Mother of the Year award for 2012 locked down already, sorry to disappoint those of you in contention yourselves. Not only did Marlo fall off her kitchen step stool and lose the ability to walk for 24 hours, she also said the F word. It's been a banner week of motherhood. She's walking again, although with a bit of a limp, and so far no more obscenities have been uttered.
If you're thinking, "oh Tori, you're being silly, surely she was saying truck or luck or duck," well, you are sweet but wrong. She was filling in the blank for me. I was attempting to fill out a long and involved online form when the page crashed. I said the first part, the "argh, what the" part, and she filled in the rest. Then repeated it. Then turned around and looked at her father and said it again, just so he could be sure that I had, in fact, successfully taught his daughter the correct usage of the word. I don't know why she had to sell me out like that. I think we did a pretty good job of not reacting, which is What They Say to do in that situation, but it definitely proves she is 100% paying attention. All the time. Frankly, I'm surprised this didn't happen sooner.
It might be time for a swear jar.
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I'm certain that my son will say that any day now. Pretty sure he already says "Oh shit", but every time he does, I say, "That's right, fish live in the OCEAN." I'm not fooling anybody.
This cracks me up. Of my four kids, two are inclined to swearing. The consequence is scrubbing a toilet (or sink or tub). However, there is no consequence for me when I swear (though I don't do it around them...usually). So...I teach them to swear, they do it, and then I get clean bathrooms. A pretty sweet deal, no?
It would have been awesome if the F word had come when she fell off the step stool.
I agree with Leopard Girl... This is awesome. You are raising a trucker. Sweet.
Wait until she starts properly employing sarcasm . . . it's so worth it.
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