Wednesday, September 17, 2008

Where's My Soap?

This afternoon, the bus driver told me that Hutton had said a bad word twice on the bus ride home. The word? Bullshit.

My cheeks instantly flamed up in embarrassment as I admonished Hutton not to say such things, and as we walked home, I threatened to take away the Wall-E xbox game if he ever said it again.

Anyone want to guess where he heard that? No, not from his mother. No way! I never curse!

Er, yeah, that's bullshit.

4 comments:

Kim Rossi Stagliano said...

Uh oh! But speech is speech in my book. Yeah, as Gianna has recovered to her current point, she's noticing and repeating what she hears - in context no less. Yikes!

Cyndi said...

Hmmm, what about "bad words" in songs?...like "oh hot damn, this is my jam"? (that's Flo Rida, if you're not "hip") :)
My husband was singing this while preparing the bath and now my 3.5 year old son is singing it! (I'm sure the autism preschool will LOVE it!) :)

Cyndi said...

Facebook: Cyndi Newton :)

Schmoop said...

I am shocked!! Shocked, I say, to find out that you use such language. Cheers Laura!!

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