Thursday, April 17, 2014
A-Z Challenge: O is for "Oooooh shit!"
My "O" word for today is in honor of my son's first swear word. Now let me explain: I'm from Massachusetts. We swear here. It's kind of our thing. I mean, around children we try hard not to but...sometimes it slips. My son is not allowed to swear at all, and at almost 9 years old he doesn't even accidentally say one. I REALLY try hard to not swear around my son and I'm good about 98% of the time. But my son has always been very vocal. His first word was at the age of 4 months (not a swear!) and he's been talking ever since. I had to be careful from a very early age to watch my potty mouth, but I slipped here and there. One particular time I slipped, we were getting ready to go meet my (now)brother in law's family for Mother's Day dinner. My son was about two years old at this point (I had done very well watching my tongue up to this point thank you very much!) and I was getting him dressed to go to dinner. We were in a bit of a rush, I went to go get something and dropped it. So my immediate reaction was "Oh shit!" I caught myself, looked at him and said "Now baby, do NOT say that word. It's a bad word and Mommy shouldn't have said that. I'm very sorry. I won't say that again". He looked at me and said "Ok". And that was it. We go to dinner and the table is full of family members we really didn't know too well at this point. The waitress came over with some bread. This is when the restaurant decided to go radio silent and my son decided he would get super excited and loud. He shouted at the top of his little lungs "OOOOOH SHIT MAMA BREAD! SHE BROUGHT BREAD! OOOOH SHIT I LOOOOOVE BREAD MAMA!!!! BREAD IS SOOO GOOD!!!" And that's when I turned 18,000 shades of red and wanted to sink under the table and die. Everyone must have seen the mortification on my face because instead of being all judgy the whole table (and the surrounding ones) burst out laughing. It was very innocent and I of course told him (again!) he couldn't say that word...but that was the first time my son said a swear. He hasn't said one since I'm proud to say, and my sister's now husband decided to marry into this potty mouthed family regardless of that incident. It's a story I will be repeating that story to his prom date, any girls he decides to bring home and anytime I can embarrass him if he decides to ever catch a teenage attitude. But all's well that end's well!! =)