This past weekend we were at a birthday party for a kid in Scorch’s class. As the kids were sitting around the kitchen table, they started talking about bad words they knew. Most of them were pretty innocent- stupid, dumb, etc. Then, looking at all the rest of the kids around the table expectantly, one of the kids stated that his father says the “s” word all the time.
The rest of the kids looked at him blankly.
“You know, the s-word.”
More blank stares.
Thankfully the kids are crappy spellers with a very limited vocabulary, so they still didn’t get it as the parents rushed in quickly to change the subject.
The kids are quiet for a few minutes they finish off their cake when all of a sudden Scorch pipes up.
“I say the “f” word a lot at home.”
You could have heard a pin drop in the room as all the parents got really quiet and stared at me. Once I got done laughing, I explained that in our house the only “f” word was fart and yes, Scorch does get in a trouble a lot for dropping that particular f bomb in more ways then one!
HA! Love it.