Saturday, May 24, 2008

Got a mouth like a sailor

The other night I noticed some paper on the ironing board. They were pages from a book, that had been torn out and someone had burned around the edges - to make them look "old."

Asked my husband what they were. "I think the kids found them outside today."

As I'm walking down the hall, I scan one of them. Hotchie-wha-wha. Very colorful language. Ripped straight from a copy of "Boys of Summer."

Yeah.

So, I walk into my girls' room. They're in P.J.'s, cuddled in bed together and coloring.

"Ummm ... where did these come from?"

"Oh, we found those today outside."

"K. I would like to throw them away, because there are some pretty hurtful words on here."

**my 10-year-old, without batting and eye or looking up, and with 115% innocence** "Yeah. It said something about some f****** boys. I don't think that's a nice thing to say."

**cough**choke**reapply poker face**

"No, honey, we shouldn't say things like that. Very hurtful."

They continued to color. I left the room quickly and ran to tell my husband ... who instantly said, "Well, at least I know what your next blog will be!"

2 comments:

Noah Bear said...

Oh wow. When I was a kid, I found an old Playboy that someone had dumped in a field in our neighborhood. I was about 7 - and I was morbidly fascinated by it. I sat down and flipped through the whole magazine, not realizing that I was sitting in a fire ant pile. But I was taught not to lie and had to explain what happened and why I had a thousand ant bites on my butt. My mom was horrified. My dad just wanted me to show him where the magazine was. :-)

Good luck!

Leslie

Cammie said...

That soooo makes me laugh! It's like the time my son said, "S**t!" When he lost on his Gameboy. After I picked my chin up, I discussed with him more appropriate things to say!