Well I recently discovered that my youngest child’s vocabulary is growing at an alarming rate. I’m sure that it is due to his older siblings pitching in to help, but I suspect that I may also play some small part in his success. Following is a conversation which recently took place in the Goldbloom household…
Jose II: Mom what would you do if I cussed?
Me: Probably slap you out of that chair.
Jose II:::Laughing hysterically:::
Me: Young man that is not funny…Come here!
Jeremy:::starts laughing and running through the house:::
I catch him and march him to his dad, and when his dad has given him the proper lecture Jeremy returns to the family room where the conversation continues.
Jose II: Well what did he say.
Jeremy: He’s going to wash my mouth with soap if I cuss again.
Me: Well young man just how many cuss words do you know anyway?
Jeremy: Will you tell Dad?
Me: I’m just curious about how many bad words you know.
Jeremy: Bich, @ss, Fluck…
Me: OKAY STOP!!! Where in the heck did you learn those words?
Jeremy: uh, Dad
Me: Oh really…
Jeremy: And You!