LilZ and I hit the road last night (after So You Think You Can Dance of course) and made our way to Knoxville. I have been needing to schedule a business day trip here to take care of some things I can’t do on the weekends, and coming in today gives me two days to play with if I need them. Although I’m hoping to get most done today.
MrZ called me just now to let me know how the daycare dropoff went and he had a great story. On the way to school, NikkiZ was chatting away like she does every morning. MrZ was wondering what AndyZ was doing and so he asked, “NikkiZ? How’s your brother?”
He’s fine. He’s just lookin’ out the window at the trees and the houses…he’s thinking, “What the Hell?”
MrZ maintained his composure and reminded her that kids shouldn’t use that type of language. He tried to explain that we shouldn’t even use that word because it just makes some people upset.
Yeah. I shouldn’t use that word because then the little kids will start saying it.
Yes. You, the 3-year old, should NOT use that word because the little kids might pick up on it. You, the 3-year old, should be the role model to these poor children.
I always miss the best stuff.