Potty Mouth

Recently our youngest lady has started talking like she is a sailor. I am the first to step up and take responsibility for her new found language skills. I know that I can be somewhat lax on the words I choose and should be more aware of who is around when I am talking. I did teach her to call her Grandma Nora a "biatch", and at the time it was very funny. Then, Addy thought she could call anyone a biatch, the checkout lady at the grocery store, the mailman, etc... Just the other day while I was driving she called another driver an idiot, that helped me to realize another place I may need to watch my choice of words! That same night when we were at home, I heard her say to her Brothers, "come on idiots, let's go play!". Another time she said to her Dad, "can you get me some milk stupid man?". Her older sisters laugh and Addy feels like she has done something funny and wants to do it again. What they do not find too funny is the fact that her new nickname for the both of them is "dumbass". I can't see that name going over too well with her teacher this fall, unless her name is actually Ms. Dumbass. So, this is the start of getting rid of the inner sailor in Addy and maybe the one in her Mom. Hopefully this will inspire others in our house...Matt....to try and curb the urge to use our favorite swear words. I have to admit though, sometimes "poop" just does not cut it!