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Time to get out the duct tape and put it over our own mouths.
All three of us were sitting back in the office as I was writing my last post and Adam was was being a download-a-saurus. He laughs at a picture one of his friends had posted and reads the caption to me. It goes like this:
"Something something something, ho-lee-sh**"
To which Daven repeats "Holy sh**"
Granted, it didn't quite sound like the phrase, but we knew what he was trying to say. Swhoops.
Potty mouths be banished, and it starts at home. I will NOT allow our toddler become that kid who drops bombs in public. While I am well aware that this will more than likely happen at some point, I'm going to try my best to delay the inevitable.