Out of the mouths of babes…

Max just told me that “the dad on My Dad the Rockstar is a pain in the ass when it comes to camping.”\
I remember the first time I cussed in front of my mom. I was in jr high and I said, “how the hell am I supposed to know…” (talking about school stuff). We were in the car and we were both shocked that I said “hell.” Max had no such shock and even repeated the phrase when I said, “what did you say?”

2 thoughts on “Out of the mouths of babes…

  1. I remember the first time I swore in front of my Mom. I was four and Mom was driving me to the playground at Wendy’s. She said something, I don’t remember what, to which I replied with, “Like, oh my God!” I’d just seen a movie with valley girls in it, so naturally I employed the accent, the gum smacking, and twisted my hair around my finger, just for full effect. There followed an immediate explanation from Mom about how we don’t say that… đŸ™‚ Now I swear in front of Mom allll the time. Yay for narcotics!

  2. For the longest time Sam’s favorite little noise to say (pre-verbal days here) sounded a little like fork and a lot more like something else. At least she didn’t say it at church…much.

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