One day, when I first stared living in Georgia, I was driving around and something happened that really upset me (can't remember what it was now... must have been really important) and I shouted FUCK while both my kids were in the car. (STUUUUpppIIIDDDdddddd) Avery said "Mom, Whaddya mean Fuk?" I said "I said BUG honey. I said BUG." "Oh, whaddya mean bug?"
Quick thinking by a baaaaaad potty mouth mommy. That is why I don't curse anymore.
My favorite curse words, being that I'm not religious, are JESUS CHRIST!. I use this at time of frustration, when something pisses me off and basically whenever I feel like it. When I get frustrated with the kids, however, I usually shorten it to "JESUS!" Or more like "JEEEEEEEZUUUUUUUS" I said that to Avery because he was acting up in my room before I left Trenton.
Me: "JEEEEEEEEEEEZUUUUUUUSSSSSSSS!"
Avery "CHRIST!?"
Me: bust out laughing
nice.
and if that doesn't win me mother of the year, NOTHING will.
real nice.
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