I tripped over the vacuum today.
Winter: "What da hell mom? Why you do dat?"
Dogs bark.
Winter: "Shut de hell up!"
She dropped something the other day.
Winter: "Goddamnit."
I should probably start censoring myself. While her father and I agree we don't personally see it as a big deal, society does. We want her to do well in preschool and that's the kind of thing they won't tolerate, I'm sure. So for her benefit, we will be working on censoring our "bad" words and showing her that she should not say such things. It's going to be hard. I've been cursing since I was 15 ... that's half my life. That's a hard habit to break. Things like "hell" aren't a big deal but we don't want her to tell little Emma in preschool to "shut the fuck up" one day.
Oh, and transitioning from crib to bed sucks giant donkey dicks....
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