It starts off as silly, sweet little things like:
“The sun is sick. It has a cold. That’s why it rains.”
[Super fitting considering whose mouth it came out of…. And EEWWW!]
Then they get a little older and on the way out the door, they mimic:
“Let’s bounce.”
[Little ‘twang’ on the “-ounce” included.]
At 10, it’s the fourth time you tell then to do the dishes when:
“I know, I will. Whatever.”
[And you’re sure you caught a bit of a head roll.]
At 10!?!?!
Wait, did I go wrong? This shouldn’t happen. Surely not so early! At 10 I believe my dad would have catapulted me into sometime the next year.
Speaking of my dad, I think he’s grown soft in his old age. On one visit my 13-year-old sister said “crap” … right next to my father! It didn’t faze him. I’ve made that little mistake, but mine was only:
“That sucks!”
[Which landed me in the next month.]
I happen to like Snotface, and would like to keep her, so rather than toss her into some unknown time frame, I decided to explain it to her. Its not wash-your-mouth-with-soap status.
We had an hour long discussion on how ‘whatever’ could be a bad word.
“Mommie, whatever.”
Ggrrrr.
“At school I can say it. It's not a bad word.”
“Okay,” I reasoned. “If you said you were hurt or hungry and I said “whatever”, how would you feel?”
I’m pretty sure she gets it now.
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