Friday, May 11, 2012

Bad Words

Yesterday Xander asked if he could play with a certain friend.  I told him yes, then proceeded to ask him a bit about this friend.  "Is he a nice friend?  Does he ever do anything inappropriate?"

"Well..." Xander started, looking nervous.  "He does say the 'b' word sometimes."

A bit shocked that Xander even had knowledge of that word, I replied, "Oh?  And what would that word be?"

Xander whispered, "butt."

"I see.  Well that's a word that is ok in most families.  Anything else?"

"Sometimes he says the 'd' word."

Again feeling a bit panicked, I asked, "And what would that word be?"


"Hmmm.  Ok."

"Sometimes he says the 's' word, too."

"What 's' word, hon?"


"Well, ok.  I think you can still play with him."  (;

Xander, looking relieved, began to walk out the door, then turned around and hesitantly added, "And Mom-- sometimes he even says 'ugly'."


So just a few minutes ago, Jessica walked in with Xander and said, "Mom, I think Xander said a bad word, but I'm not sure.  Is 'tooter' a bad word?"

Suppressing a giggle I replied, "No honey, that's not a bad word."

Jesi's reply:  "Ohhhhh.  Good to know!"

So grateful for the innocence of these two sweet kids!

That Explains Some Things...

I was getting into our 12-passenger van when I felt a little hand come over the back of my seat.  I reached up and found a candy wrapper sitting on my shoulder.  Glancing around, I saw that it was Lexi.

"What was that for, Lex?"  I asked.

"I'm done with it."

"Well I don't want your garbage."

"Then just drop it on the ground!"

Perhaps this is contributing to the often challenging task of keeping our house in order.  As I thought more about it, I realized that a wrapper on the floor really wouldn't be that offensive to a blind person.  Now, a big pile of toys on the other hand...