First Swear Word
Well we all knew it would happen some day.
Tonight we were getting the girls ready for bed and as usual, I was trying to do too many things at once. I was holding Josie and trying to dispense Tylenol to Sophie due to the fact that she is starting to cut her eye teeth. Jake came over and offered to help this mother out by giving Sophie the Tylenol. I had already filled the dispenser with the bright pink goo and just placed it back in the bottle without screwing the lid on. Josie decided to use this moment to show us her improved flailing skills and whacks the dispenser onto the white carpet. Jake drops the F bomb. Sophie pipes up with "Daddy said (in a whisper) fuuuuck". I thought I was going to wet my pants on the spot. I held it together and explained that Daddy made a mistake and that isn't a nice word and Daddy didn't mean to say it.
So far, she hasn't thrown it into her everyday vocabulary but who knows, it's only Tuesday.
Oh no - I know it is only a matter of days before we reach that milestone (is that a milestone or a right of passage every parent must go through?). I just hope Nicholas does it in the confines of our home the first time and not in line at the grocery store or worse yet at church,oh wait we only go to church once a year so we are safe there!
I like how in this story I'm just off drinking a beer in my easy chair while Brandie juggles the two kids. I don't remember exactly what I was doing, but for the record I generally recall feeling overwhelmed.
Hon, you mind getting me a brewski?
I can't wait to talk to the little f@%#er again! Who knows what words I'll learn. =)