May 13, 2011
Choice of Words
Today I was bringing Andrew to his room to change his diaper. (It could have easily been used as a weapon of mass destruction.) He was not excited about this idea - flipping out in a major way. I said, "Hey, Andrew. Why are you freaking out?" He stopped instantly, looked at me, and said, "I fweekin." It was the funniest thing ever, but makes me think I need to be careful about how I phrase things in the future. I love my little fweek.
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Haha. That is too funny! Maya is a very late talker and recently started speech therapy. I'm so nervous that when she starts talking she is just going to start spouting off all the not-so-great things she has heard me say.
That is pretty funny. I have the same problem with Belle. When she is really upset she says freakin', too. Whoops!
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