I had to work Saturday and so did The Hubby, so Squeaks spent the day with my sister. She had already planned to take her daughter and a friend to the zoo, so Squeaks was allowed to tag along. I was glad that my kiddo could have a fun outing since I had been so busy lately.
They had a great time and my sister tells me she took tons of pictures. My daughter was great. Until she decided to be a potty mouth. My niece did something that elicited a “dang it!”, to which my daughter piped up “dammit!” My sister about lost it when this happened, but she wanted to be sure that was what she had heard. A while later, she decided to try again. When my sis said “dang it”, Squeaks popped off another dammit. And I’ll be totally honest — I think it’s hillarious. Highly inappropriate, but so funny, just the same.
I didn’t want to make a big deal of it, so I didn’t mention it. But last night Squeaks told me “I say dammit at the zoo”. We had a discussion about how that’s not a nice word and we will ALL stop saying it. Again I was fighting back laughter.
This is after she called another kid stupid this week. We have a lot of work to do. I’m just waiting for her to drop an f-bomb at the new babysitter’s house tomorrow.
My son repeated a choice word after me when he was about 18 months old (of course he repeated it when Grandma was over) and that’s all it took for me to clean up my mouth!! Let’s just say that “dammit” isn’t so bad in comparison.
It is kind of hard not to laugh in these situations. At least she didn’t say “dammit” in front of the grandparents. I try really hard to watch my tongue when I’m around her, but I do slip now and again.