The other day Graham got in the car after school holding his new library book. He very seriously said "Mom, my book has bad words in it." I was thinking, surely not. He must be confused. He explained that he wasn't sure if he should tell me out loud what they were because his little brother and sister were in the car. I said to tell me what it started with. To my shock, he said "F, U." My head started racing and I wondered how in the world I was going to explain this and why did he know that it was bad anyway and how in the world did that end up in a library book. Then he very quietly said "Fat, Ugly." Thank God. Am I being too strict that my 8 year old thinks "fat" and "ugly" are seriously bad words?
This reminded me of a funny store though. When he was very little he was sitting in the floor doing an alphabet puzzle. Suddenly he jumped up and started screaming "Where's the F n' G?" I died laughing because it sounded so funny coming out of the mouth of a baby. Of course, we don't talk that way around here! He was missing the letter F and the letter G!
And one more potty mouth story...
Before Charlie was born we were considering naming him Finn. One day I was giving the kids baths and noticed the towel hooks that were hanging in the bathroom. We had an "N" for Nora and a "G" for Graham. If we named the baby Finn, we would have an F N G. I decided right then that we would NOT be naming him Finn.
I don't have a potty mouth...I promise.