FINN: Can I say a bad word?
ME: Um, OK, go ahead.
FINN: OK. Here I go. I’m gonna do it! [deep breath] Stupid! [gales of laughter, just killing himself] Hey, can I say another bad word?
ME: Sure. Go for it. [expecting “poop” or “vomit” or something similar]
FINN: [deep breath, then yells] FUCK!!!!
Not my best parenting moment ever.
3 comments:
Reminds me of the time my Finn said "Pass the fucking salt" and when Dan spit his food out and I audibly gasped, he then realized with joy and clarity "Oh, that's the F word!"
Griffin once asked me, in a whispery voice, if he could say "holy shit" when he was grown up.
Please tell me this did not have anything to do with me dropping F-bombs at your house Sunday night.
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