Have you ever been out with your kid in public and while beaming with pride over their accomplishments... Your little mini-me drops an F-bomb? It's always just when you don't want it. Pre-school interviews. Meeting your boss. At church. And the response is usually something like "I have no idea where he got that from!" shock. horror. what? heeheehee (inside thoughts: get out get out get out of here now!!!)
When my daughter started talking, I had a clever way of deflecting when she'd say "Sh*t". My response was "Oh honey let's not "SIT" down, we can stand. That's fine. Okay let's walk over here heehee So silly. Wanting to sit down."
Think anyone bought that?
My husband is not a cusser. And he told me I had to not be either. I used to have a terrible mouth on me. I worked in an environment where 4-letter words were as casual a crutch as using "Ummm" to begin a sentence. At one point of my life, while I was producing music videos, I used the "F" key so much on my 2-way pager that it broke clear off. Twice.
Since working in Radio, I am now a reformed potty-mouth. My first job in thise business was at a religious station, answering phones on Sunday mornings saying "How may we pray for you today?". And then I went right into Love Songs fill-in on a Soft Rock station in
But every once in a while- usually while driving- I have to morph a"Fuuuuh" into "Fudgesicles!", just like my dad did. And the
Suck. Shut up. Stupid. Those are now all considered curse words. Off limits! I know. It sounds strict when listed liek that. As if the word "Dummy" is the gate-way word to calling some authority figure an A-hole. But, I realized kids are little parrots & the only way to ensure they won't say "Mondays SUCK!", is if I don't say it either. So, shall we all join together & say I LOVE MONDAYS? Okay, let's not push it.
;) @KristinCruz
