And thus it starts….
Tonight at dinner, after Nicholas and Dexter had made Joel and I extremely frustrated, and Joel glanced under the table and saw all the crumbs and food that had accumulated in just 20 minutes and uttered “Oh my God.” Nicholas responded with “Oh my God. Oh my God. Crap.” Joel and my eyes met. Our lips twiched in mirth. Thank goodness that is all he has picked up on. I guess now is the time for Joel and I to be a lot more careful of what we say and when. You never know when it will be repeated, and to whom. Just ask Dex how he pronounces “Frank.” I think that one almost got us dis-invited from the grandparents house.
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December 5th, 2010 at 11:58 pm
I have a friend who accidentally taught another friends daughter the word “Fork” well we convinced little miss 3 that she had said ‘Fork’ not something worse and 2 days later when little miss hurt herself she exclaimed “Fork, fork, FORK”
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