So Grace has a new word. She is not supposed to say it, unfortunately for her and her father, I say it way too much. Really it is much better than what I used to say pre-kids and still do when I am way too upset to care about watching my language.(more on this in a minute)
The current word underfire at our house is CRAP. There I said it again and if it had been outloud, Grace, otherwise known as the Pippers would have corrected me and said - "Mommy we don't say that word, remember!" Yeah except now, she catches herself saying it. If she catches it before finishing the ap part, the word turns into "CRASH" or "CRACKERS" or other CR words. If she slips and says it then she tries to pretend that mommy and daddy have poor hearing and she really did say O CRACKERS. Seriously we do have bigger battles to fight with her like EATING! or not sucking her THUMB! but crap is what is the heated debate right now.
It got me to thinking though, when did I start using those words my parents forbade? I know there is a story out there from my Aunt Libby and I think I was around Grace's age. My Aunt and mom had taken us country children to the big city of Gatlinburg and we were staying in a fancy hotel and all. My Aunt takes us to the hot tub and upon climbing in this country bumpkin says "shit, this is hot!" Yes I am that country bumpkin and I know I have said much worse since then. It was on this same trip that many other things were learned about the big city. Such as Linen napkins make a restaurant fancy and no cousin Kevin they are not towels. His exact words upon picking up the napkin were "What is this a towel?" country drawl and all. We also saw Cherokkee indians on this trip and I think someones fingers got mashed in the car door. but I digress.
So those words out there, you know the ones we are not supposed to say, WHY, what is it about those words in the English language. I sometimes think that if we did not make a big deal about them then they might just disappear. Until that day I say..................................................
OCRACKERS!
2 comments:
I had to train myself to start saying "rats" instead of crap. It took awhile, but now it's second nature. I know it's kinda dorky, but it helps:)
Ha! My cousins and I never got in trouble for anything by my Grandma EXCEPT for the "Cr" word. Even as teenagers! Go figure! It became a running joke among us. Seriously, couldn't we have been something much worse? Love your post!
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