Monday, June 22, 2009

The "S" word and the "F" word

I have a potty mouth. Well, according to the world of A-man, I have a potty mouth.

A couple of weeks ago, or so, we were spending time at my parent's house. I was offering my opinion on something or another, as usual. Suddenly, A-man interrupted the conversation.

"Mommy! You just said a bad word!"

"I did? No, I don't think so, you must have misunderstood me."

"I heard you! You said the "S" word!"

I'm really confused at this point. That word is not part of my vocabulary and if I were to slip up, I'm SURE it would NOT be in front of my parents. After all, they raised me better than that! I could not for the life of me figure out what my little man was talking about. There was only one way to get to the bottom of this.

"A-man what "S" word did I say?"

"Stupid, Mom, you said it and that is a bad word!"

Right! What was I thinking! I apologized and everything was good.

Fast forward to last week. After sharing his activities of the day at summer school, A-man had a heart to heart with us.

"Guys, I don't say the "F" word. Some of the other kids at school, like the 2nd graders say it, but I know it's a bad word and I'm not gonna say it. It's not nice."

My eyes are about to pop out of my head! I looked at hubs in desperation! Those rotten soon to be 2nd graders are corrupting my soon to be 1st grader who is not even 6 years-old yet. I want names and addresses! I'm going to go talk to some parents right now!!!!

Hubs gave me the stay calm, don't let him know it is a big deal look. So I took a deep breath ...

"I can't think of any bad words that start with "F". Can you tell me the bad word they say?"

"Fat. They say fat. It's not nice to call people fat. So I don't use that "F" word."


Yesterday we were driving home from Hubs' Father's Day lunch. We got a call from some friends asking us to come over for dinner. I immediately went into "Hmm, what can I make mode." At that moment I realized that I left the eggs I buy from a lady at church in the mini-fridge in the elementary area. I chose to express my sudden dismay out loud.

"I forgot my STUPID eggs!"

From the seat behind me ...

"What did you say, Mommy?"

"I forgot my eggs at church."

"You forgot your 'what' eggs?"

"I forgot my stinkin' eggs."

"NO, that's not what you said. You said a bad word."

"You are right I said a bad word. I'm sorry. That was wrong of me to do. Will you please forgive me?"

"Yes, I forgive you. Would you like to pray and ask God to forgive you? You always need to pray and ask God to forgive you when you do something wrong."

Accountability from a 5 year old. It doesn't get any better than that!


Tara said...

He is on it! You are going to have to be on your toes!

tracy said...

So I'm a little nervous about going there for the 4th as I fear most of my stay will be spent repenting.

Hillary @ The Other Mama said...

What a cute story!! Sounds like your little man knows what's going on! I think you're doing TOO good of a job!!