Up until this point we have been lucky. Abby repeats some of the things that we say, but not all of them. She was able to filter out all the foul language Tim and I use and not repeat it, until recently.
Since Eleanor came along Abby has regressed, as they all do, and has started this baby talk thing. She sits and makes noises, talking gibberish to herself, and sometimes will make you play along. I try not to perpetuate it too much, wile still nurturing her imagination, but I can only listen to it for so long.
Lately her gibberish has been mimicking sounds like the "uck" in fuck, and everynow and again we will get a "shit" in there somewhere. Lately she has been throwing something that sounds like hell in there, but since she is not saying it to anyone, or in anger I try not to make a big deal about it and vow to watch my mouth.
Today, however, Abby had an audience. There is nothing quite like your sister telling you that your kid just said she was going to "squeeze the hell out of you". Now she wasn't saying it to anyone necessarily, but this really hit me. Not only is it a "bad" word, but it sounds so violent.
When I told Tim about it his reaction was (and I am not paraphrasing here), "I don't know where in the hell she got that one from". Really, Tim, because I can guess where she might have....
I know that I Have some colorful language, but I try really hard to watch it in front of my kids. Tim, on the other hand is a truck driver. I know, I know, he works in a Body Shop, but my problem is that he doesn't even know he does it.
When I approached Tim about this, he immediately got defensive. I am not trying to change him in any way, but I see this as an 'improvement'. (same thing, I know, but this has been bugging me for a while) He accused me of having "just as bad a fucking vocabulary", and didn't see what the "big fucking deal was". I really don't think he is aware that he swears as much as he does, and I don't know how to fix that, short of a shock collar. Any suggestions?
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You should pinch him really hard any time he swears. Or spray water on him. Or just pinch him. Yeah.
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I'm really not looking forward to Cricket talking b/c I talk very much like Tim. I won't be able to play it off either "Cricket we don't talk like that!" "But mom, remember that old lady that got in your way at the store and you told her to kiss your ass?"
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There's a great Anne Lamott story in Bird by Bird. Her two- or three-year-old son locks himself out of the house (I don't know what it means that I just typed "out the house") and she can hear him outside saying, "Shit! Shit!" as he tries to get back into the house using some plastic child keys. So she lets him in and says, "Honey, what did you say?" and tells him he can't swear, &c. He says, "Mom, do you know why I said it?" and she says, "Why?"
"Because of the fucking keys," he replies.
So, yeah.
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