When Liam first came home we joked that his first word was going to be Crap! But over time, we became aware of having a magpie in the house and we cleaned up our language. Up until about 2 months ago Liam was convinced that "bad" words consisted of Moron, Stupid, Idiot and Shut Up. We had no intention of telling him otherwise.
But of course Liam is 8 now, and all grown up. And so he has been trying his hand at swearing. He goes to summer camps with kids as old as 10, and boy howdy these older kids must all have potty mouths based on what Liam has come home with. We've heard them all.... Shit, Damn, Asshole, Fuck and even Fucker the other day.
Oh my ears!
Of course he has no idea what any of them mean, so being the naturally curious kid he is, he asks. How exactly do you answer the question "Mama, what is a Fucker?" Somehow "Well dear, it refers to someone who fucks" didn't seem quite appropriate.
The only one he seems to know how and when to use properly is Shit. The rest he will try to insert into a sentence, but doesn't quite have it down yet. And being that he is still only just 8 he will check with us every time. "Mama, I'm thinking of a bad word, do you want to hear it?" Ummm... no buddy, I don't!
Hopefully this is a phase that will end soon, preferably before school starts again in 5 weeks!
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I have been trying to break middle kiddo of this habit since she started riding the school bus. Ugh!
So far, our kid still thinks that "stupid" and "shut up" are bad words. She hasn't heard any *real* bad words - not to repeat yet, anyhow. She did hear the F-bomb last week in NJ (a guy yelled it out his car window at my mother, who was busily yelling at him for driving into the crosswalk while she was still in it), but she didn't hear it accurately, because Kiddo turned to me and said "What does Luck Won mean?" Whew, close one.
I learned the F word by reading it spray painted on the sidewalk one Halloween morning on my way to school in first grade. I got to school, asked my teacher what it meant. She asked me where I'd learned it and I explained. She then told me to ask my parents. So, I did. After my mom picked her jaw up off the floor, she told me it was "the worst bad word ever" and never, ever, ever to say it again. Heh.
This post makes me (1) laugh and (2) shudder.
this is hilarious. not to your sweet ears, I imagine. I better laugh now, before mine starts to say more than 3 words!
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