We have a mouse in the house. We get one every winter. It is most evident by the "turds" he leaves under the kitchen sink. I said that...the other day...in front of my 5 year old. "The mouse is back." he said "how do you know?" I said "There are mouse turds under the sink, in the cabinet." end of discussion.
Last night, as Hubby was taking said son to bed, he stepped on some random piece of some random toy and the conversation between the two boys went like this...
hubby: "I'm tired of stepping on stuff on the floor."
son: "Maybe it's a mouse turd."
hubby: "What did you say?"
son (slower): "Maybe it's a mouse turd."
hubby: "We don't say that word."
son: "What word?"
hubby: "turd"
son: "Why?"
hubby: "It's not a nice word."
son: "Oh."
hubby: "Where did you hear that word?"
son: "mommy"
hubby: "Oh"
hubby: "Well Mommy is an adult and she can use the word if she wants, but I don't want you to use it because it is not appropriate for a 5 year old."
son: "Okay,"
I wait until hubby comes back down from putting son to sleep and question his concern for the word turd. He doesn't like it and doesn't think son should say it. I laugh, think it's ludicrous, but let it go.
This is coming from a man who also won't let his son say fart. Seriously, if you are offended by the word, maybe you should refrain from ripping one so loud in the middle of the night that you wake everyone up...including the dog.
MEN!
This is too funny. Sayde used the word "crap" the other day, and we had to tell her no. We're such hypocrites.
ReplyDeleteThe fart story is classic. I swear, women should bring tape recorders to bed to show our husbands what we put up with.