You are truly an awesome parent!! This made me smileI am proficient in all the colorful words and make little attempt to censor myself because I like to say what I mean. Even in front of my kids, I hardly censor myself, preferring to teach them the difference between everyday words and “adult words.” That has always worked well for us. However, several months ago my three-year-old started saying “Oh my Jesus!” Not quite “adult words,” but also not really appropriate for a kid his age. I knew he hadn’t picked that up from me, yet my husband tried to claim it hadn’t come from him, either. A few days after this conversation, my husband tried standing up from his seat, grabbed his back, and sputtered, “Oh my Jesus!”Mystery solved. In an effort to not corrupt young minds, my husband changed it to “all my cheeses” and now that’s what my three-year-old says.
When I was in the 7th grade, if any of us in the class said shut up and our teacher heard us, then we had to write 50 nicer ways we could have said thatThe only swear word I won't say starts with a F. I say firetruck instead. I'm the daughter of a WWII Navy man so he could get very creative with his cussing. Mama picked it up and the things that would come out of that woman's mouth would make even Daddy blush. Another word I won't say isn't really a swear word, I don't say shut up, instead I say hush or be quiet. Shut up just sounds rude and crude to me, I'm sure it's the southern belle in me, oddly even cussing Mama didn't say shut up.
It just seems so out of character for her image. Maybe I'm the only one who thinks a cleaner cut version needs to be played.I mean, even Taylor drops a few F-bombs in her songs. Just saying.
I used to "cuss like a sailor" until we had our first child. Then I thought it would be a bad habit that I could slip into when around her, so I basically gave it up. There was one time at home I was trying to fix something and ran a knife across the palm of my hand. Fortunately didn't need stitches, but there was a lot of blood and it HURT. Still didn't cuss.I am proficient in all the colorful words and make little attempt to censor myself because I like to say what I mean. Even in front of my kids, I hardly censor myself, preferring to teach them the difference between everyday words and “adult words.” That has always worked well for us. However, several months ago my three-year-old started saying “Oh my Jesus!” Not quite “adult words,” but also not really appropriate for a kid his age. I knew he hadn’t picked that up from me, yet my husband tried to claim it hadn’t come from him, either. A few days after this conversation, my husband tried standing up from his seat, grabbed his back, and sputtered, “Oh my Jesus!”Mystery solved. In an effort to not corrupt young minds, my husband changed it to “all my cheeses” and now that’s what my three-year-old says.
Your post reminded me of something about mu grandmother: she was a very religious woman. But she would tune in to watch Dallas. She would call JR a rascal lol. That was living in the edge for her.My grandmother used to call people a "strapper" as an insult a lot. She could curse inventively and colorfully and often did, but she was the only person I ever knew that used this word.
I like to randomly call my dd or dgd Becky as in OMG Becky . Then dgd 8 is like that’s not my name then I break out in the that’s not my name song lol.The worst thing I ever say is Oy Vey or Aye Becky. I have no idea where the latter came from and I do not know who Becky is.
Are you an Aussie per chance? I’ve found in the past most people overseas didn’t know that term. It is used quite a lot in our householdI try not to curse, but sometimes "wanker" will slip out when I'm driving.