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.