Monday, February 26, 2007

potty mouth

You may have noticed a trend here in the last few days. Things are being said by Joe-Henry that might lead one to believe that we live in a truckstop, with foul-mouthed, white trash folks popping in and out that are filling my boy's mind with words that are only used by lazy adults with limited vocabularies.

Well, I have to tell you, we don't. I do my best to limit my cursing, because I think it's a sign of ignorance. But I'm not proud of the fact that he's learned most of them from me, usually when I find a cat poop surprise in the basement. Still, I was kind of stumped as to why certain things were flying out of his mouth. I mean, really, he's kind of a goody-goody, like me, and wants so much to do the right thing at all times. He's forever reminding anyone who says "Oh my God", that they should opt for the much nicer "Gosh", and if I do happen to let slip a curse while cleaning up after the cat, or in traffic, he reminds me to use nicer words. When I reprimanded him about his Bush comment, he felt so bad that he'd used a bad word. I have never said anyone was a "fuck" (or "fucker" for that matter) in front of my son, nor has his dad. But he must have heard one of us use it at some point, so he just thought it would probably be a good thing to say to stay in the conversation. Because he's just smart that way, I guess.

But last night, when he made his comment about how his feet smelled like "ass", I couldn't figure out where it had come from. But I just got it. He's been watching "Ice Age: The Meltdown", and I heard one of the characters say "your breath smells like ants." and at the same time I saw the 100 watt lightbulb go off over Joe-Henry's head. He actually said "ANTS! It smells like ANTS!" Then he said, "Mom, I thought they were saying ASS! But that's not really nice, is it?"

No, but it IS pretty funny.

So in case any of you were thinking that Joe-Henry needs to have his mouth washed out with soap, or more importantly, that he needs to find some parents with more sense and less trash talk, rest assured, we've got it under control.

At least, gosh darn it, I hope so.


Anonymous said...

lol - this reminds me of when we got called in twice for parent conferences about Bailey saying "Damn it!" at school (yes, same school where I had to have a parent conference about him lying on the floor screaming about Bush getting re-elected - we're not at that school anymore, by the way). We finally realized, after 3 days in a row of getting "talked to" about his language, that he was saying "Darn it" but with his 3 year old accent, it sounded like Damn it. So then we had to teach him that not even Darn it was nice. Which confused him, because previously he was allowed to say Darn it.

The trials and tribulations...

anniemcq said...

I'm so glad to hear that you're not at that school anymore! Bailey sounds like a great, independent thinker. I still giggle when I imagine him writhing on the floor, although I totally feel his pain!