Monday, June 27, 2011

Welcome to my "potty"

On the way to the pool this morning Sunny 95 was asking for callers to tell about when their children developed "potty" mouth and how it was dealt with. Seems like a good topic.....
Being a somewhat aggressive driver, I was both shocked and ashamed one morning on the way to the sitter's to hear a wee little voice from the depths of the baby seat say, "F- ing idiot! F-ing idiot!. Wow. Practically her first words.  How embarassing. But I knew if I acted horrified it would just get repeated again and again. So- I said a prayer that Elaine would FORGET about it and I cleaned up my driving language to "idiotic pea-brained turkey". Luckily it never happened again.
However, looking back at her baby calendar there is an entry that says, "she says damn a lot!"
The girls used to do a tag team- one would say "sh", then the other would say, "it!" They would get going really fast with obvious results. Then they would both grin at me and say ,"we're not doing anything bad, Mom!" Creative kids. They also loved to have conversations about Hoover  "damn"- again asssuring me that
they were not saying anything bad!
Had a relapse several years back- took Les and her friend, Alison, to Pickerington to a viewing for a former classmate of theirs who had passed away. Coming back it was dark, rainy, and I was upset, and unfamiliar with the area. There weren't any speed limit signs so I decided to drive 40; that way if the speed limit was 45 I wasn't too slow and if it was 35 I was doing my normal... Some guy was right on my tail. It was only 2 lanes. Eventually we reached a point where the road became 4 lanes and he pulled up beside me at a light. He motioned for me to roll down my window; I thought he wanted directions or something. Instead he says, really snotty, "Can you drive any slower!?"  I think it really surprised him when I said, "how would you like for me to knock the s*ht out of you you f-ing a-hole"?? I don't know what came over me, I really don't. He took off and stayed far away from me! I immediately apologized to Alison, who said 'It's ok, Mrs P, my Mom does it all the time.!"  Hmmm....sorry for the expose, Kim!

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