Teaching My Child Bad Words

Scenario: The whole family plus my dad is in the car on the freeway.  I’m squished in back next to two car seats like a sulky adolescent fucking around on my iPhone.

James: Tamra, are you iBating?

Me: (nonchalantly) Yes.

Julie: Mommy, stop iBating.

James: Yeah, stop iBating.

Julie: You need to stop iBating, Mommy.

Just wait until I get her into a preschool here and she uses that one in front of her teacher.  I can only imagine the phone call I’ll be getting that afternoon.

Yes, Mrs. Finglehopper, I iBate in front of my kids.  What’s so bad about that? Are you JEALOUS that I’m able to iBate everywhere I go?

Current Mood:Mischievous emoticon Mischievous

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One Response to “Teaching My Child Bad Words”

  1. Devin Says:
    October 12th, 2009 at 5:57 pm

    I love it.