Yep, that's right...we've discovered The P-Word and it's not good. Here's the story:
Last night, we were driving on the Causeway crossing the Bay from Tampa. Someone was shooting fireworks from one of the beaches along the way and I mentioned it to Blake and Tyler in the car. I think my words were, "Ooo, look. Fireworks! Aren't they pretty, Blake?" Blake didn't see them, but was quick with his answer: "That's a bad word, Mom. Boys don't say that word." What word, Blake? Oh, Pretty? OK, then, how about Cool? "Aren't they cool, then?"
"Yeah, Mom, they're cool. But don't say the P-Word anymore. It's a bad word."
It could have been worse!
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1 comment:
Glad that was the a "p" word. Now you know that if he every says to you that someone is "pretty" he will be very much "smitten". Can't wait to see that happen. Hope we are still around for that.
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