My ah, boyfriend likes to call them "rusty sheriffs badges". I think that's the route he's probably going to go with our children, while I cry in frustration "GODDAMMIT, they're anuses..."

One of my first words was "dammit/goddammit". After that, we weren't allowed to watch Magnum PI because they were certain I'd picked it up from that show. (Apparently one day, toddling around in front of the coffee table/in front of the television, I dropped my bottle and picked it up, upset/frustrated, and started banging it on the coffee table screaming "DAMMIT DAMMIT DAMMIT DAMMIT DAMMIT")

 

I love posts that let me laugh, learn and say, "Ohhhhh that explains a lot."

 

My parents never told me what my first words were. Not like "I don't remember what they were" but, more like I ask and then they change the subject with a quickness and skill that is beyond me.

 

Your kids are going to be so confused when they hear someone talking about duets with Dale Evans. They might even cry a little bit every time they hear Happy Trails to You.

 

so dog and g-d as a one-two punch introduction to the wonders of verbalisation.

hah. cool.

 

i think garrett may be on to something here. there will be massive confusion when they're studying non alcoholic drinks in their middle school mixology courses.

 

There is surely a "Trigger-happy" joke to be made here, but I'm going to take the high road and pretend I never thought of that.

However, the possibilities really are endless. "Hey! Little Johnny! Keep that away from your Republican!"

 

LOL...I remember the first time I swore without realizing it was a bad word--my brother and I were wrestling with our dad (not in the sick way, either) and they were tickling my feet (something I still hate today) and when I finally broke free of them I called my brother a bastard. My dad laughed and told me it wasn't something I was allowed to say.

When my kids were pretty little, I bought a book called "Everybody Poops" and my prude of a mother and goofball of a sister (my mother's clone) laughed like infants as they read it. This book shows kids body parts and the correct names for them with drawings of a kid pointing to the parts that were being described. I guess I was raised without words EVER being used to describe our parts...and I raise MY kids the opposite way. I also have been known to swear like a sailor around my kids - and they tell ME not to say those words. LOL.

So, my kids don't swear (outside of the cutesy toddler repeating bad a bad word incidents in the past)- could it be because there are no secrets in my house? I swear and let them know it's a bad word that I shouldn't be saying. Hmmmm....who knows what the best thing is anymore.

 

The one thing I remember is when we were driving with my mom and my little sister was 2, and we stopped abrubtly and she uttered, "SONOFABITCH!" Mom had to swtich to "shoot" "fudge" and "dang" after that.

BTW you've been tagged! The rules are on my momst recent blog post. Have a great weekend!

 

My wife's niece likes to say son-of-a-bitch when she drops something. I asked my brother-in-law about it. He said, "She's using the words correctly. Can't punish her for that". Can't really argue with that logic.

 

wait, hold.
i'm still not past "bosoms."
i guess "breasts" would have been too ... formal?
i've always thought the phrase "bosom friends" was incredibly iffy.

 

this layout is sexy. like a panda bear. i don't know what that means.

my word verif is: vagxto, which is the original chinese spelling of vagina.

 

Holy Shitballs! What happened to your blog? This is all so new, I don't know what to say!

Ok, I like it. But I won't get too attached to it, because you've changed this a few times recently.

 

My mother didn't use cutesy names either, but it seems like your mom took it to the extreme. I can't believe she banned the word "pee."

Hee, "bosoms."

 

Ooooh, it's cocktail hour at Hobocamp! Or is it My Blog now? Whatever, I like it.