This little man has developed a case of the potty mouth. Contracted from one Mr. Daddy'o who caught it from spending too much time in Army training. Apparently it is really contagious!
What I do know is that things need to change around the Nutshell.
Yesterday, I heard Sam playing by himself in his room. He gets dialogues going with his toys that never fail to make me smile or laugh. This particular play was taking place on his Fisher Price pirate ship between Dora the Explorer and Swiper.
Background as I understand it: Dora was on the pirate ship and got the treasure. BUT Swiper had a spaceship and was trying to steal the treasure.
Dora: Swiper NO SWIPING! Swiper NO SWIPING!
Swiper: Dora, you really p*ss me off!!!
Me: GASP! (Wasn't expecting to hear that! Sam totally changed the lines! If I wasn't so horrified that word popped out, I might have laughed... and truth be told, once I was away I did snicker a little, but don't tell him that!)
I tried to explain to him that we don't say words like that. He was really confused because he hears dear ol' daddy'o say it all the time. And as much as I tell him, he keeps saying it! He told Nephi last night that he really p*sses him off. AND I heard him this morning telling his boots the same thing when he couldn't tie his laces.
I really blame myself. We got so used to the boys not copying what we said that we let our guard down and now we have to teach them by changing ourselves. I hate being a bad influence! Erk. Oh, well -- we can fix this! Meanwhile, I just keep telling myself that it could be worse, right?