The things they say…
pamelamyers | November 20, 2012
Well, it’s been about a week now, and she hasn’t stopped. Ok, it is my fault, so I can’t blame anyone but myself. But it was an accident! I swear! I have been cleaning up/cleaning out our house for months now and our basement was sort of near the bottom of the list. One day last week, I spent quite a lot of time down there cleaning up and Sam was hanging out with me. I dropped something (according to the story Sam tells everyone) and must have yelled G*D D****T! because now Sam says it all the time. In fact, she thinks it is just a wonderful thing to say. And she uses it perfectly, in context. When she drops something, when something goes wrong…I tried being very stern and telling her not to say it, that it was a bad thing to say, then I progressed to just ignoring her, but no go. She still says it. Today, in fact. Great. Just great. It is hard not to laugh, because she has such a tiny, cute little voice, and hearing something like that come out is hysterical, but….I guess I should be happy my trucker mouth didn’t say something worse!