She sits in the shopping cart, wide-eyed and amused by the commotion of life around her.
Spotting a giant poster of a purple dinosaur hanging from the ceiling, she exclaims: "Holy s**t! Mom, Dad, look! It's Barney!"
The words knock her father back in a fit of laughter. Red with embarrassment, her mother quickly corrects her.
"Molly, I know you heard your Dad using that phrase at home, but little ladies don't talk like that. If you're excited, then you should say, 'Holy Moses!'"
"Holy Noses?"
"No, Molly. Holy Moses."
"Oh, okay."
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The day care lady grins as Mom walks through the door. It's been a long Monday, but as usual, taking care of a group of three-year-olds has provided some interesting entertainment.
"What's that smirk about?" Mom asks.
Parentheses form around the daycare lady's mouth as the smile grows. "Your daughter shared her wisdom with the other children at snacktime today."
The impression left on Mom's face by Monday's trials deepens. "Oh no. Now what?"
"Well," the daycare lady said. "Molly found it necessary to tell the children: 'You can't say 'Holy s**t.' You have to say 'Holy Moses' because holy s**t is a bad word."
It's hard to believe that was so long ago.
Happy 14th Birthday Boo Bear!
3 comments:
OH man, what a great story!!!
Happy Birthday!!!!
Ha HA HA! My sister busted out the "little ladies don't talk that way to DangerNiece one time and NaughtyNephew piped-up, "Yeah Megan, only mommie's do!" Correction fail. Hilarity win.
Aawww, too funny! My youngest sister, Bridget, loved the movie Three Men and A Baby when she was really little and she learned some four-letter words that we had to explain to her were not to be repeated, all the while trying to keep a straight face.
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