Along with a few others, not to mention any names.
I know I’ve said on many occasions that I must have been a sailor in a previous life, maybe even twice. The F Bomb was my go-to. I still say it when it fits. In fact, I deterred using it in front of my grandson.
Backstory: My dad told me when my daughter was little that I really needed to stop saying the F Bomb. I reasoned that it was an adult word, and she would not say it. Turned out she did, just not in front of me. My bad.
Little did I realize that I was in the habit of saying G Dammit. My totally bad. The little guy learned it early on. In fact, he’s so in tune with who is, even at just over one, when a server walked by and dropped a knife, she bent down to get it and my grandson said, G Dammit. The server chuckled. Great, he knows when to say it at appropriate times.
Let’s not forget that on some level I do believe my grandson to be my father incarnate. One time in the vehicle with my grandson to go on our latest adventure, the now nearly 2-year-old repeated G Dammit over and over again until I nearly laughed out loud. I’m sure my dad did, probably put him up to it. Guess what? I do not say G Dammit anymore. Nasty habit for sure.
So, I’m not the only one. Another one of his favorite words was ‘uck’ – one guess as to what that means. Turns out his daddy used the word while driving. I have to give him credit for refraining from the F Bomb. It’s cute. I thought for sure that one came from my daughter, who believes it’s okay to use curse words as long as they are not directed at a person.
My daughter said that he had been getting in a bit of trouble for saying these words at his daycare. She said that it was cute because when she heard what he said, she knew exactly where it came from. We all refrained, although it would take a minute to redirect because he felt the vibration when people said these words.
One time I was talking with my daughter when I thought my grandson wasn’t around. I was having an issue with several people who are no longer in my life. I said – ‘GD Assholes.’ The next thing I heard was he told that to one of the workers at the daycare when he was made to take a nap. Wash my mouth out.
My sailor days are over. LOL. And so is everyone else’s. The other day my 2 and ½ year old said G Dammit. I said, ‘Hey, you’re not supposed to be saying that.’ He thought about it and said, ‘Holy Cow.’ I smiled.
There hasn’t been anymore reports of inappropriate language at his daycare, although the other day students were saying words that started with the letter ‘A’ – you guessed it, he said, ‘asshole.’
Listen, I have seen little kids say much worse on Instagram and TikTok. We’re pretty tame in our neck of the woods. I mean it could be much worse, just saying!
Lori Carter is a freelance writer and Spiritualist Medium -- truly a Spiritual Being, and aren't we all.