For the past couple of days my daughter has been obsessed with wanting a spy glass/telescope. When we visit any store she asks if they have a telescope. Silly me I’m thinking about the cheap-o ones that don’t even really work, but she wants a real one like Pirates have.
Now, for the record, I am not proud of the story that I am about to tell. The story does not paint me, as a parent, in a very good light and Jesus does not approve. HOWEVER, it was very funny so I’m going to share it.
My mother, daughter and I where shopping for items for my new RV (if you’re not up to date on that please read this first, followed up by this, you will not be disappointed I promise.). Of course daughter asked if we could look to see if this store had a spy glass. We looked in the little toy aisle and found no spy glass. Usually daughter is riding in the basket, however, the baskets at this store where made for Nome’s and even my mini-me seemed large for these baskets, so she was walking around.
I found myself looking in the kitchen aisles. Daughter was walking around, looking at stuff around me, when oh so casually she picked up a package of scouring pads (pretty colors no less) and said, “what the f#%^k are these things?”. I was intently looking at cooking utensils and did not quite hear her. My response, “honey what did you just say?”. “Mommy what are these thingy’s?”.
At this point I thought maybe I just heard her wrong, I mean I was looking at something else and not paying 100% attention so there could have been a huge possibility that I heard her wrong….right?
I explained that they were scrubby pads to clean stuff with, she said okay and put them down and went on looking at other things. I turned like nothing had happened. My mom looked at me with a strange look on her face. I looked at my mom and said, “man for a second there I thought I was hearing things!”. My mom answered, “oh, I was just thinking the same thing, I’m pretty sure I heard a word that started with F and it wasn’t fancy”.
And now I am the mom who obviously has used the phrase “what the F is this” one to many times. Now you know my dirty little sinful secret, I battle the F bomb and other non-lady like terms.
Lesson in life 1023 – WATCH YOUR LANGUAGE WHEN YOU HAVE KIDS…they f’ing repeat everything 🙂