I tried to talk to Jack today about the vocabulary lessons he’s been dishing out at recess.
“Jack, you know we’ve talked about the words you’ve been saying at recess, right?”
“Yep.” He said with a shrug.
“Well, you know those words are very bad, and we don’t say them at school. Do you understand me?” I said, as I looked him in the eye.
“Yep.” He repeated. And then he winked at me. (What?)
“Jack, who taught you those words?” I asked.
“Oh, it was my f*@&ing sister.”
Oh sweet Lord, he didn’t.
“Crap. Am I in trouble again?”
Some days I am just swimming in crap; upstream.