Yesterday Maggie said to me:
"I know one word that's definitely a swear, and one word I think is a swear. Which one do you want to hear?"
Which, for most people would be a strange or shocking thing to hear from their 5 year old, but is just par for the course around here.
I said to her, "Why don't you tell me the one you're unsure about, and I can tell you whether it's actually a swear or not."
And she says, "Ok, but I want to whisper it," (like she's shy about maybe swearing all of a sudden? Fine by me!) Then she whispers into my ear
So I told her no, that's not a swear. And she says,
"The other word was fuckin'!!"
which she didn't whisper.
Oh my. Two more weeks until she's Mrs. Spaulding's problem. Ha!