Every once in a while the world opens up and slaps you upside the head with a big dose of karma that makes you stand up and take notice. My 5 year old son T, is an amazing little boy. He is cute, funny, and very very sweet. He was standing at the top of the stairs with his eldest sister ignoring my request to finish up getting ready for bed and to get into bed. Funny how they can instantly become hard of hearing. T stood at the top of the stairs with a big smile and arms wide open said, "OH SHIT". He was happy as could be. As we had seen his sisters play at school earlier in the day and it was a pirate play I asked him, "Did you just say My Ship". He said, "No Mama. I said OOOHHHH SHHHIIIITTTT". Spiders and rats ... I had heard correctly. WHAT THE? I could feel the warm heat of panic rush up into my face. What to do? What to do?
Finally I said, "Sweetie that is not a good word to use. It is bad and even adults shouldn't use it. Where did you hear that?" He said, "I don't know. Sorry Mommy". Just then my daughter who had been snooping and trying to make herself look inconspicuous by playing with the tweezers in the slots of the fan hit the blades of the fan sending plastic flying and making the loudest CRUNCH, CRUNCH, CRUNCH you ever heard. It sounded like someone was squishing a plastic grocery bag into a bullhorn. Loud and ear piercing. My husband came running out of our bedroom "What the H@%% is going on out here, OH S$%#@#$$$%####"
My son looks at my husband and says, "We're not supposed to use that word. Right Mama, Right?" My poor husband was so distraught at the idea that something might have flow up and hit one of us that he hadn't realized what his words were or who his audience was. Bless his heart T says, "Mama S said that bad word we're not supposed to say. Are you sure it's a bad word?" I answered his question with the "MOM LOOK" that communicates "GET YOUR REAR IN BED BEFORE I ....".
We laid on his bed, read his bedtime story, and as I kissed him good-night my beautiful son says, "Mommy I love you". I tell him "I love you too Monkey". He says, "And Mommy tomorrow I promise to not say sh&#. Okay Mommy?"
My eyes make their way to the top of the room communicating "Why Lord? Why have you blessed me with such a smart little boy who knows just how to get the last word?" The Lord answered back, "Because I was kind enough to bless your parents such a smart little girl who always got the last word".
I sigh and think, "Yep I have become my parents".
Finally I said, "Sweetie that is not a good word to use. It is bad and even adults shouldn't use it. Where did you hear that?" He said, "I don't know. Sorry Mommy". Just then my daughter who had been snooping and trying to make herself look inconspicuous by playing with the tweezers in the slots of the fan hit the blades of the fan sending plastic flying and making the loudest CRUNCH, CRUNCH, CRUNCH you ever heard. It sounded like someone was squishing a plastic grocery bag into a bullhorn. Loud and ear piercing. My husband came running out of our bedroom "What the H@%% is going on out here, OH S$%#@#$$$%####"
My son looks at my husband and says, "We're not supposed to use that word. Right Mama, Right?" My poor husband was so distraught at the idea that something might have flow up and hit one of us that he hadn't realized what his words were or who his audience was. Bless his heart T says, "Mama S said that bad word we're not supposed to say. Are you sure it's a bad word?" I answered his question with the "MOM LOOK" that communicates "GET YOUR REAR IN BED BEFORE I ....".
We laid on his bed, read his bedtime story, and as I kissed him good-night my beautiful son says, "Mommy I love you". I tell him "I love you too Monkey". He says, "And Mommy tomorrow I promise to not say sh&#. Okay Mommy?"
My eyes make their way to the top of the room communicating "Why Lord? Why have you blessed me with such a smart little boy who knows just how to get the last word?" The Lord answered back, "Because I was kind enough to bless your parents such a smart little girl who always got the last word".
I sigh and think, "Yep I have become my parents".
