An S bomb, that is. And Daddy is pretty thrilled that it was all Mommy's fault. I was unloading groceries on Saturday and cut my finger on a yogurt container coming out of the bag, "oww, $h!t." For the next five minutes Landon ran around extending his arm out, pulling it back and saying, "oww, $h!t, oww $h!t." I had to turn away from him so he would see me chuckle.
Baby's first curse word. Apparently now is the time we must start watching what we say.
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