Hello there. Sarah reporting for duty, Goon Squad Sarah.
Christina asked if anyone wanted to guest post and of course I jumped at the chance. I met Christina at BlogHer two years ago and I’ve been a fan ever since.
So, as usual when I offer to guest post I have no clue what I am going to write about. Fortunately, something came up.
When you have three year old twins something always comes up.
In this case it came up on the way to the grocery store this morning.
The kids and I have been in Florida for almost a week. We got into the minivan, this morning and the low fuel light was on.
Because I have not yet adjusted to being a mother (when do you think that will be anyway? When they are four? Five? Eighteen?) I yelled something along the lines of “Dammit! We’re almost out of gas. Your father pisses me off!”
Then I remembered I was supposed to be the responsible adult in the car and I told the kids that we needed to stop at the gas station on the way to the grocery store.
To which Ian replied:
Dammit. Daddy pisses us off.
Oops.
Nice job, Mom. Excellent parenting move. Now my husband will come home and Ian will say it again and it will look like we’ve been conspiring against him.
On second thought, did you notice how he changed the sentence from “Daddy pisses me off” to “Daddy pisses us off”? That is good grammar. What do you call it? Pronoun agreement?
I’m not such a bad parent after all. I teach people how to speak English. How about that?
In your face Ferber!
Hi, Sarah. I’m Julie. Nice to meet you. : )
The one I’m going to have come back to bite me in the ass is “douchy.” I have removed all the other potty-mouth words from my vocabulary around the kiddo (for now, anyway) but I can’t seem to give up douchy. I love it too much and have only recently discovered how wonderful a word it is and I’m so not ready to give it up.
My husband says it’s going to be all my fault when Evan calls someone at daycare douchy. Oh, I know, I know.
So funny! My little guys have taken to saying “hell ya”, err…don’t know where they got that lOL
LOL… at least they have good grammar skills!
I can’t believe I’m admitting this on the internet, but the other night I was trying to get my daughter’s pajamas on and she was bouncing around and being all annoying and I was so past done for the day. I muttered under my breath to please stop f*cking around. She heard me and replied all indignant “I NOT f*cking around!” Bad mom! Bad!
Oh Karly, I have SO been there.
My kids are all about Holy S***, which I thought I successfully switched to stinkers. I was wrong. I HEARD that if you put emphasis on something super silly (like stinkers) after shouting something bad, the children only repeat the last thing they heard with emphasis.
Too funny!
I’m pretty sure we’re going to be victims to that a lot around here (the cussing baby, not the running-low-on-gas).