I always worry about my kids corrupting other children when they play. That sounds like an awful thing to say about your own kids but if you spent a day in this house you would understand. Their dad has no edit button. Some of the stuff that comes out of his mouth, while hilarious really shouldn’t be said in front of a kid. Especially our kids, who are like little sponges, and sadly it’s most often the bad words and inappropriate stuff that catches their attention.
He’s the kind of dad who thinks it’s funny to tell the kids in public, at say our local grocery store, “stop touching that or I’ll rip your arm off and beat you with the bloody stump” The kids will giggle of course but inevitably there will be some stranger, mouth gaping, shaking her head and then setting her wrinkled mouth into a grim line of disapproval.
So when my kids are playing with the neighbors I listen with dread to their idle chit chat, hoping to catch them before they repeat something that they thought was funny but when filtered though a little ones lips sounds, well, just awful.
One of these play days my youngest son was playing super heroes with the neighbor, she’s a cute kid, a year older then my son. They have known each other since they were babies. I was on my porch, spying on them, listening in, when I hear him ask her, “I’ll be Spiderman what are you going to be?” Well she blurts out, fairly loudly I might add, “I’ll be Super Pussy.” OMG I spit my drink out. My son just looked at her, dead stare, shrugged his little shoulders and started running across the lawn none the wiser.
Laura Carter Art 