Yesterday turned out to be quite the icy commute. Pulling out of the driveway we actually slid sideways. That was a sign of things to come. The top news stories ended up being about our bitter cold weather and all the accidents caused by the slick roadways.. Like this:
On our way home (the roads were still crummy), I commented on the "dumb person" riding my bumper. Really? Driving at excessive speeds and on my tail? Not cool.
From the backseat Little Buddy piped up:
LB: Mommy, you said a a bad word.
Did one slip?
Moi: What was that?
LB: You said dumb.
M: Oh baby... that just means, "not smart" and isn't a curse word. That person was tailgating and it's dangerous.
LB: Mommy, I know it's not a swear but it's a hard word. Like when you told me not to say hate.. it's too strong. And it's a mean word.. and you even told me not to use it before.
Silence. (Totally true I might add).
M: Baby, you are right. If you can't use hard words than neither can I.. I am very sorry.
LB: That's okay Mommy.. and don't worry, I forgive you.
He listens and forgives .. *proud mama*
4 weeks ago