Wednesday, June 4, 2008
After the dentist appointment on Monday we went to Joann's (yes, I torture my kids with this store frequently). As we were standing in line to get fabric cut Stephanie said, "Mommy, I really need to sit." My head snapped around to look at her more squarely because I was just certain she had just busted out with, "Mommy, I really need to shit" right there were everyone could hear her. And since when is this child allowed to say that word? After a 30 second stare down and processing time I realized that she was having difficulty with her new guard and had not uttered profanity at all. I busted up laughing. I laughed so hard that they demanded to know what I was laughing about. I had to whisper into both kids' ears. Then we were all a hysterical riot right there in the fabric cutting line.