I have a confession to make; I have a horrible potty mouth. I try not to swear around the kids, but it sometimes slips out AND Gabriel can read and often DOES read over my shoulder when I type on my other blog where I am often very casual about throwing around the swears...
This morning I overheard Bitsy playing with her cousin in Gabe's room. What did I hear? I heard a teeny tiny Bitsy voice say "Quit being an a*hole and quit pushing me"
I was mortified...and a little bit proud. Only proud in the way that she used the word correctly and really, that's pretty impressive for a three year old. But mostly, I was mortified.
Bits is getting ready to start in a private Christian preschool in January. I am so afraid that she's going to be expelled her first week for using profanity. I can already imagine the phone call...
"Hello Mrs. Witkowski? Yes, this is about Bitsy, she used the word a*hole this morning to describe Cain"
"Well, really can you blame her, Cain WAS an a*hole, he killed his brother. Quite frankly I would have used something stronger to describe him."
"Mrs. Witkowski, that's not the point, she's three and using the word a*hole"
"Well at least she used it in the proper context right?"
*Big sigh from teacher*
I think I need to go wash my own mouth out with soap...