Confession: I have not been able to kick my cursing habit since Haeden was born. I’m not proud of it. I keep telling my husband that he needs to pinch me or something when the “occasional” colorful word pops out of my mouth, but usually my intentions are much better than my patience, soooo I’m just shit out of luck. Ooops. There I go again…
I’m not super worried about it. Haeden has repeated me a few times, and we have all gotten a good laugh out of it. Thankfully, it was only in front of a friend or family member. When I do let one slip, I am quick to apologize and tell him that Mommy shouldn’t have said the word because it isn’t very nice. His response is usually to nod his head in agreement and tell me that I should say “What the hecks!” instead. Basically, he is just having to learn that there are certain words that adults say that kids shouldn’t. It’s a lesson I learned as a kid, too. I grew up around the occasional swear word and didn’t repeat them (we’ll ignore the fact that “shit” was one of my first words) around other kids/at school. I remember being a teenager and thinking to myself that I couldn’t wait to be old enough to curse so that I could say, “No shit, Sherlock!” I thought that was the coolest thing ever back in the day. Makes me laugh now, since I don’t think I’ve ever even used that phrase.
Anyway, I am proud to say that Haeden has never called anyone “fat” or “stupid” and isn’t familiar with the word “hate.” If he hears someone “stupid” or “dumb,” he reminds them (even the TV) that it’s not a nice word and “we don’t say THAT!!!”
Of course, the kid has to vent his frustrations somehow, and that has come in the form of yelling out “You’re a CHICKEN NUGGET” or “You’re a BANANA HEAD!” I hear this several times a day now, and it gets me every time. I can’t help but giggle. And then I call him a “brussel sprout” and we’re even.