The lovely thing about toddlers is that, unlike husbands, mothers, and kindergardeners, toddlers do not judge you for swearing.
This is convenient, as toddlers are often infuriating little people hell-bent on destroying every physical object you hold dear, and then, themselves.
Another USUALLY delightful thing about toddlers, is that they are little sponges of information.
So when Lucia toddled happily around my house yesterday chanting,
"Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Oh fuck!" For all the other, judging type family members to hear,
I smiled warmly and asked her, loudly, "Lucia, dear, do you need a fork?"
At around 2, my daughter picked up swearing from my husband and I. Oops. She has yet to use profanity out of context (like the time my husband hit the brakes to avoid hitting a deer and a little voice from the backseat said 'Oh,shit!') so I admit, we haven't tried to correct her.
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