When I'm not working, I'm parenting. When I'm not parenting, I'm working. At least it seems that way these days. It's pretty relentless. I guess in my spare time I do a lot of cooking, cleaning, and walking around town in a daze. The dazed walking is pretty satisfying.
Are you visiting PA for either of the holidays? We'll be in NJ for both, although more of Thanksgiving, less of the Christmas time.
I was in hurry, trying to zipper an uncooperative zipper on his jacket, when I accidentally got it caught and totally misaligned, prompting me to say it. He quickly repeated it. He's in that phase where he's repeating certain words, just to try them on for size, without knowing completely when or how to use them.
Like the reconstituted Spock in that Star Trek Saves the Whales movie.
I have fond memories of a Roman Catholic mass (not many such memories) in a magnificent cathedral on an important holy day being entertained by a wee one in just that phase. He had been squirmy and impatient as even a well behaved child will be when having extended boredom inflicted upon them. We got to one of the parts where the congregation was kneeling and he was standing on the seat part of the pew. During a quiet moment he put his head back and walked away from his mother, down the pew, clapping his hands in time as he loudly chanted, "goddamgoddamgoddamgoddamgoddam..."
He did not seem to hurry but was quickly outside the reach of his mortified mother's arm. Everyone else was too occupied suppressing laughter to be of any help.
That is a nice church memory. My kid wouldn't last five minutes in a church. Or rather, I wouldn't last five minutes without cursing and chasing him. He's fine as long as he never stops moving.
Carmen's first swear word was "douchebag." If that's a swear word.
Someone cut me off in traffic, and I said something like "Thanks, douchebag!" Then I hear, from the backseat, in her little doll 18 month old voice, "Doosh.... bagg?"
Oops! Luckily, she has no context for it, so she doesn't use it unless she hears one of us say it and just wants to repeat. I'm just glad she doesn't think it means "car."
I got "Why 'oh shit', Mummy?" yesterday when I smashed a bowl. And have never forgotten the time when Mouse made an indignant noise after getting into the car.
"What's up?" I asked. He struggled more with his seat belt. "The bloody thing's stuck," he grumbled, very very clearly. And not just repeating something I'd just said, either...
That seems to be an appropriate use of language. Restrict profanity to only being used freely in the car, so you can still yell at other drivers without regard for propriety.
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Date: 2008-11-19 07:00 am (UTC)It's sort of working.
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Date: 2008-11-19 02:18 pm (UTC)Playing Magic again? I finally, reluctantly, sold my entire set. No one to play with. No time to play. I didn't see that changing.
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Date: 2008-11-19 11:41 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-11-20 04:55 am (UTC)Are you visiting PA for either of the holidays? We'll be in NJ for both, although more of Thanksgiving, less of the Christmas time.
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Date: 2008-11-19 12:43 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-11-19 02:23 pm (UTC)I was in hurry, trying to zipper an uncooperative zipper on his jacket, when I accidentally got it caught and totally misaligned, prompting me to say it. He quickly repeated it. He's in that phase where he's repeating certain words, just to try them on for size, without knowing completely when or how to use them.
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Date: 2008-11-19 03:13 pm (UTC)I have fond memories of a Roman Catholic mass (not many such memories) in a magnificent cathedral on an important holy day being entertained by a wee one in just that phase. He had been squirmy and impatient as even a well behaved child will be when having extended boredom inflicted upon them. We got to one of the parts where the congregation was kneeling and he was standing on the seat part of the pew. During a quiet moment he put his head back and walked away from his mother, down the pew, clapping his hands in time as he loudly chanted, "goddamgoddamgoddamgoddamgoddam..."
He did not seem to hurry but was quickly outside the reach of his mortified mother's arm. Everyone else was too occupied suppressing laughter to be of any help.
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Date: 2008-11-20 05:04 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-11-20 03:34 am (UTC)Someone cut me off in traffic, and I said something like "Thanks, douchebag!" Then I hear, from the backseat, in her little doll 18 month old voice, "Doosh.... bagg?"
Oops! Luckily, she has no context for it, so she doesn't use it unless she hears one of us say it and just wants to repeat. I'm just glad she doesn't think it means "car."
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Date: 2008-11-23 09:29 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-11-20 03:00 pm (UTC)I got "Why 'oh shit', Mummy?" yesterday when I smashed a bowl. And have never forgotten the time when Mouse made an indignant noise after getting into the car.
"What's up?" I asked.
He struggled more with his seat belt. "The bloody thing's stuck," he grumbled, very very clearly. And not just repeating something I'd just said, either...
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Date: 2008-11-23 09:25 pm (UTC)