choose your words carefully

Mar 09

Posted by: Scott in: blog, caleb isaiah, cute things kids say, family, just another day in paradise, memories, parenting, you might be a mom

Our comedian has been impressing us yet again with his innate ability to pick up little oopsies in the language department, as well as just general expression and slang. He ran into two safety gates that were leaned against the wall earlier. They fell toward him so that if he moved they would come crashing down. From the other room I heard “Moooom, can I have some help here??” After being rescued he said, “Thanks for helping me out with that.”

He’s decided to experiment with different names for us. I call Scott honey a lot when I’m talking to him, but if I’m hollering from another room, I always use his name. A few times lately I’ve overheard Caleb say “Scott got it for me” or “Come here Scott.” Can I just say it sounds a little weird to hear this little three year old voice from the backseat saying “Honey?Honey! The sun is in my eyes honey!” I call Caleb sweetie a lot. Especially if I run into him or I’m trying to explain something of importance (Oh I’m sorry sweetie! or It’s very important to always hold Mommy’s hand in a parking lot sweetie). So he has been trying that one on me. I tell him, “I’m Mommy.” He replies, “You’re my sweet mommy girl?” “And you’re my sweet Boogaman.”

We were out running errands tonight when a country song came on the radio. Redneck Woman by Gretchen Wilson. Those of you that listen to country know and love this song, especially the ladies. Those of you that dislike country or do not listen to it would without a doubt say oh my word how trashy. Well being born and raised in NC which end of the scale do you think I fall? Hell yeah!

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Caleb was swaying back and forth to the quick paced beat and he just couldn’t resist. I mean after all, those people in the song were echoing what she was singing. “Can I get a big hell yeah from the redneck girls like me! [crowd in song echoes - along with my toddler] Hell Yeah!!” Scott and I looked at each other and I turned the radio station as we tried to stifle our laughter.

There are probably not many men who read my blog, it is mostly mushy gushy motherhood stuff. But all men can relate to this story. Children have an innate ability to target the family jewels if you know what I mean. Ever watch America’s Funniest Home Video? It is a wonder they don’t print warning labels on children’s bats and piñatas. Come on man. You have a blindfolded, dizzy four year old with a bat and you think it is a good idea to be a human piñata stand?? Hang it from a tree for crap’s sake! Anyway men are often known to shout out somewhat inappropriate things when being hit, kneed, elbowed, jumped on, or otherwise disturbed in a violent way in this area. I’m told the pain is just so blinding, I don’t understand. I say, have you seen where that kid came from? Sooo, Scott has said on occasion “Oh my nuts!” in a moment of crisis. As we were riding along today what do we hear? As he messes with the buckle on his carseat, “Hey stop poking me in the nuts!” We were speechless. I told Scott we are basically at that age where, if you don’t want to say it in front of your mom and your brother (who is a preacher), it is probably best left unsaid. Oh my. Feel free to leave your potty mouth – out of the mouths of babes – stories in the comments!  Come on, someone make me feel better here!

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