"F U!" I hear coming from my boys' room while I was cleaning this morning. You should have seen how quickly I flew down the hall and stood at their door.
The boys were on their bed with a few of their Power Ranger, Army guys and wrestling men.
Me: "What did you say?"
MCS: "F U. It's a wrestling move."
Me: "Uh, no it's not. It's a cuss word."
They sit there looking as confused as can be.
Me: "Where did you get that from???"
MSC: Always the one with the most to say, "Xavier's house on his wrestling game."
Okay, remember when I was so happy they were playing at their friends' house? Happy for my moment of peace? *sigh* Okay.
Me, being my very direct self, gave it to them straight. "F U is short for F*ck You and that's a cuss word, right?"
Both: "Yes, Ma'am."
Me: "Okay, so I don't want to hear it again."
Both: "Yes, Ma'am."
I left the room shaking my head. My, the things that they learn from their friends.
Yesterday, the words were faggot and gay. Yeah, really. But look for this story in a later post......
3 comments:
Oh my goodness. You sure have had a lot of teachable moments lately. Hopefully they will refrain from using that language now. Get them some new friends!
LOL. I've noticed a lot of things they're learning fron friends lately and believe me, I don't like it! I'm going to move way out in the country and HOMESCHOOL! LOL.
I can't believe my boys haven't used that one yet...on purpose of course:( I'm so sick of the faggot word that I could honestly puke, no matter what I do or say, it still slips out! I've talked to a lot of parents and well, it must be the word of the summer:(
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