I am so guilty of having a dirty mouth.
I cuss. Swear. Curse. Talk like a sailor.
But let me just say, I am way better than I used to be. I try really hard not to drop any F-bombs on little ears. But shit, damn, son of a $#%@!. You get the point I am sure.
Mostly my kids know not to repeat me. I've heard the Cashman let out an occasional s-h-i-t when one of his lego structures comes crashing down. I usually admonish him a bit but c'mon. You'd be pissed too if your lego tower was knocked over by a 2 year old Sugarbabysauras.
Anyways, cussing really isn't the point of this post.
The words SHUT UP are.
That is what I am really guilty of, and feel really guilty for. Telling my children to shut up.
Why can't I ask them to hush or be quiet? Anything nicer than shut up.
I'm pretty sure my mom never said that to me when I was little. Of course, I don't hand out spankings as frequently as she did either. And when you really think about it, it is pretty hurtful when someone tells you to shut up. At least it always was to me.
So why do I say it? I honestly don't know when I started talking to them like that. The Monster gets it the most. Seriously, that kid refuses to close his mouth when told. You tell him to be quiet, and his mouth is open with a retort the next nanosecond. That is about the time I lose it.
Ugh. Parenting is hard.
Someone needs to tell me to shut up.
I'm going to work on this. I promise. No more shut ups.
Hush your mouth.
Please do not say another word.
Wish me luck.