I Will Not Teach My Child To Curse ....

I will not teach my child to curse ..
I will not teach my child to curse ..
I will not teach my child to curse ...

Maybe I should write that 100 times as punishment for teaching my son to curse. Back in the day, as a young student, I vaguely remember having to write "I will not talk" on a piece of paper, front and back, for talking repeatedly during class. I remember detesting the busy work but who really knows if it deterred my motor mouth.

Now I have to curb my naughty mouth. I've slipped up a few times over the past couple of weeks, muttering the words, "What the hell!" It didn't happen once. It didn't happen twice. Okay, it maybe happened three times and Logan, my five-year old picked up on the words and the frustrated feeling behind them. Oooops!

So last weekend I'm in the yard planting some flowers when my daughter walks out the front door and says, "Mom, Logan cursed."

"What did he say."

"WHAT THE ... DOUBLE-HOCKEY-STICKS."

The tattle-tale didn't want to get in trouble for repeating the bad words.

So I told her to go inside and tell him that "we" don't say those words and he will be in trouble if he says them again.

He said it at least two more times that day.

Finally, at the end of the day, I had a sit-down with Logan and explained to him that mommy shouldn't say those words and he, definitely, isn't allowed to say those words. He knew it, too. I warned him that if it happened again he would lose his DS Game for a week.

The threat of losing a video game is powerful and useful. Nobody has heard him mutter those words again.

By the way, I'm not saying them either .. at least not around the kids.