We have a certain parent in this house (he will remain nameless) who frequently uses a nasty little word. Since I myself am guilty of a couple of unmentionables, I don't usually make a big deal about it because well, nobody is perfect, right? Unfortunately, there are a few smaller Duggan's who have taken a liking to this word. UGHH! Have they taken a liking to it! And I CAN'T STAND IT!
What is this charming new vocabulary word? Freakin'.
I know, I know it could be way worse. But it is pretty bad when it's coming from the innocent mouth of a two year old. It's bad--but it's also hilarious. You try to discipline a toddler in the throws of passionate frustration after she yells:
"You freakin' Mommy". It's hard to do, no matter how inappropriate it may be.
So tonight, after one such occasion, my dear and loving husband had had enough. Over to the cabinet he went and took out a bottle of hot sauce (the 'slap your mama it's so hot' kind of hot sauce). He poured a dot smaller than a millimeter on a teaspoon and dragged it over the tongue of the offender. After tears, milk, ice water, and other such drama, I scooped MB up into my lap and asked her why her Dad gave her hot sauce:
Through racking sobs she cried "Because I said F-R-E-A-K-I-N-G!"