Catching Up

So Andy said something about the damn rain today and that simply follows a couple of other damn things that he has mentioned over the last few days. Damn, what is with his language and who taught him to talk like this? I have to completely shoulder the blame for this one.

I have shared a time or two that in South Africa Damn and Hell are not considered swear words and so I incorporated them into my regular vocabulary. Well, dammit to hell if it hasn't come back to haunt me in the colorful language of my 4 year old. So really he isn't the only one. Natty has not adopted my poor vocabulary but I'll be damned if she isn't telling everyone that I swear. I mean, where the hell does she get off? Anyway, Jack has strung together a few colorful statements on occasion. My favorites are the moments of frustration when he blurts out a dammit to frickin hell.

Oh boy. I am sure to have offended some and have opened up way to much about myself here. Mother - take it easy. You know where some of this language came from. Yes well, it is catching up to me all to quickly. Looks like I am going to have to make a few changes to my vocabulary even if it means betraying my South African ties. Who the hell am I kidding? There is no way that is happening. I know damn well as soon as I have to move the parents again the swearing will commence.

But seriously - I'd really appreciate it if you would all watch your damn language around my kids. I don't know how the hell it happens but they start repeating it.

By the way, what do you get when you cross an elephant and a rhino? Hellifiknow.