There are five words forbidden to children: shit, fuck, damn, bitch, and ass. Then there's other categories in the rhelms of cunt, bastard, piss, prick, pussy and all forms of racist cut downs. I do, occasionally, say "shit" when I forget to say "shoot." But Mark...Mark, Mark, Mark...says several of these words regularly and even with variations (not the racist cut downs). I'm sorry, but arse is just as bad as ass, come on. Mark, who is a wonderful daddy, reads bedtime stories to Divina. Last night he was reading the book "Hippo" to her and there was a picture of the rhinocerous (it was story about a rhino who unfortunately had a sign outside his enclosure that said "hippo")...where was I...oh...the rhinocerous was emitting poo (nice book, eh?). Divina asked Mark what that was and he said "the rhino shite" (like that, shite like bite). Ugh. Daddys use bad words. Mine did...does. I guess I shouldn't worry too much and just teach her that the rules for Daddy are different than the words for other people.
Ugh.
Saturday, March 24, 2007
Five Words
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I am so embarrassed to admit this, but I'm a cusser too (and I know better, which is all the more shameful.My momma never, NEVER cussed).
We have a situation with a car parked at the top of the hill where we exit our complex, which makes it difficult to make a safe left turn because that motherf@%*ing g@%dam# car is blocking my f@%king view!
Anyway, Hana started mimicking my frustrating cussing every time I made that left turn.
"Pucking car! Pucking car! Dammit!" Repeating herself the whole way down Melrose!
So I've really tried to keep my lips zipped (and leave by another exit, to avoid the whole dangerous situation).
How embarrassing.
Oh yeah,my dad was the cusser in the family too. He was the only one allowed to :/
Oh boy. Well I cuss on occasion but I have not done it recently in front of the kids. recently is the kep word. It usually comes out when i am driving. You know how these fools can't drive over here.
As far as daddy, he really doesn't have a potty mouth but when he is on the phone with his work buddies, I have had to tell him to go in the garage with that talk.
I am just waiting for the boy or maybe Alyssa, who knows to just suddenly blurt out "fuck" at a playdate. Then what would I do. i would dig a hole in the grass and hide.
Ah, my dad cussed a whole lot especially when we were driving.
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