Setting 1: Ty-man is in the sunroom playing "traffic jam" with kids. This means they've taken all their collectible Chevron cars from Nana and have lined them up. I walk in.
Ty-man: Do you know what your daughter just said?!?
Me: What?
Ty-man: She drove her pink convertible up to this car and said, "Get out of my way, stupid lady!" I told her that isn't nice and not how we talk to people.
Me: Yeah. She got that from me. I'll own that.
Ty-man: Glowering
Me: Hey, I've really cleaned up my language. This time five years ago, instead of saying "Get out of my way, stupid lady!" I was screaming "Move your fucking ass you fucking cow!"
Ty-man: There is that.
Scene 2: We're in the car driving back to the house. It's evening and the stars are out.
Ty-man: Look! There's Venus!
J-man: Where's the penis?
Ty-man and Me: Laughing so hard we can barely breathe.
J-man: Completely confused. Where's the penis?
19 March 2010
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don't tell him.
Now, that would be an awesome constellation. I wonder if there would be a big one and a little one -- like the dippers.
SO thats what is under Orion's belt!!
Once he finds it, he's doomed!
Well?
Hahahahaha!
luckily, my 3yo just says "shit" at preschool.
Hahahah to MrsRobbieD!
I get in trouble for saying "crap" when my wife *accidentally* drops f-bombs, s-bombs, and the-whole-damned-alphabet-bombs.
Not fair.
I tend to get a bit frustrated when driving (which is why I prefer public transport) and when I do so, Zach often pipes up from the back seat "That car's naughty, bubba."
Damn right, boy, damn right.
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