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Little Potty-Mouth

Our little Justin has a way of saying his s's that has us laughing our heads off. Sometimes it comes out "sh". So, you can imagine what happens when he wants to say "sit". It'll go like this: "Mom, can I s*it on your lap?" and his daddy will say, "I hope not, kid." Or, "Aidan, you have to s*it in this chair," and again his daddy will say, "I hope not." I don't notice it all the time, but when I do it just cracks me up.

A few years ago, my husband got a kick out of calling our dog what she is- a b****. He probably liked getting a reaction from me which was always a gasp and something like, "Stop saying that! The kids are going to start saying it, too!" His comeback was always, "Well, that's what she is!" So logical. Until Nathanael started saying it, too. One day, I asked Nat to put Leigh in the garage. He opened the door and said, "Get in there, you b****!" I slowly turned to look at my husband with an "I'm going to kill you!" look. His father had a talk with him and I haven't heard it come out of his mouth again.

Caleb picked up on another word and I won't say from who. He saw something on TV one time and asked, "What the h*** is that?" His daddy looked at me with suspicion and said, "He didn't learn that from me." He took him aside and now Caleb says the substitute "heck".

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