Conversation with Ben and Ian in the car on the way home yesterday:
Ben and Ian calling each other the worst names they can conjure including: stupid, poopy, diaper, dummy.
Mom: "I don't want to hear any more ugly words. The next word I hear, you are loosing a bear buck.
Ben: "ok, I'll just use the F word"
Mom: "WHHHAATTT? Where did you hear the F word?
Ben: "Afterschool, I've heard it is worst than the S word (note the S word in our house is "stupid")
Mom: "Yes, it's not a nice word for anyone to use. Do you know what the F word is? Secretly hoping that he doesn't actually know if because he has heard ME say it in a moment of anger"
Ben: "Foo-Foo, is that right?"
Mom: "uh no"
Ben: "so what does the F word mean, so I'll know if I hear it?"
Mom: "I'm not saying it because I don't want to even say it out loud, it's THAT bad!"
Ben: "Fine, then I'm just going to go the the Bad Boy School for Bad Words and learn it myself and I'll tell you"
Note that I overhear the boys (Ian included) in the midst of a fight in the playroom calling each other, "no YOU are the F word" over and over.
Happily I am glad that so far the Vinson house is not doubling as the Bad Boy School for Bad Language.
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