G age 3: see's a piece of poo on the side of the sidewalk, stops to take a look.
I say "that's poo it's yucky leave it alone"
G says "No, it's f*ck"
I say "what... no... it's poo!"
G says "No mommy it's F*ck!"
Me: "pardon... it's what?
G again "It's F*ck!"
(I know this is a questionable parenting moment) I says "do you mean sh*t"
G says "Oh yeah, sh*t!!"
2 comments:
hahaha.
Oh that brightened up my day =P
By the way, I'm going to be at the Salmon Festival in Steveston/Richmond on July 1st. Bring your family down for the parade and carnival/midway (and see my jewellery too)!
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