Potty Mouth.

So you know how they say that children, toddler's particularly are sponges for learning and absorbing information? Well yep I totally learnt that lesson the other day.

Firstly, let me tell you and it might surprise you to know that I'm a bit of a potty mouth myself. I always have loved a good swear word or swearing session to pent some frustration. Since having Alfie I have had to watch what I say very carefully BUT sometimes the odd swear word does slip out and here my lesson lies.

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The scenario.

It was just one of those normal days, Alfie running around like a headless chicken, Mummy trying to do some jobs while being abused by a toddler. When I say abused I mean being hit round the legs, balls being thrown at me while at the same time being demanded that read the Zoo book, or the Gruffalo or Thomas or any book, any book Mummy!! I'm just one battered Mama ;-) 

I've no idea what prompted the next part but the conversation went a little something like this....... you know what toddler's are like!

Alfie: Mummy???

Mummy: Yes?

Alfie: Daddy's a stick.

Mummy: Daddy is a what?

Alfie: Daddy is a stick. Mummy is a stick! Alfie is a stick!!  Stick, stick, STICK!!!(Imagine this louder and louder each time).

Mummy: What do you mean Daddy is a stick?

Alfie: Daddy is a stick.

Mummy. Oh. Ohhhh.

*Mortified*

The realisation of what he was actually saying, or implying hit me! I'm a terrible Mum, when I realised I laughed. I admit I laughed quite alot. Oops. Does this make me a terrible Mum? 

However, my laughter did turn into me being one mortified Mama.

Let me take you back to a few weeks before. Myself and hubby have been married nearly 5 years, before we were married we'd been together yonks so naturally, at times we bicker. Very rarely do we have massive blow outs but yes, like any other couple we bicker and it's usually over silly little things. 

I remember we were sitting in the car and we were disagreeing on something, can't quite remember what but it was probably something stupid. Our conversation (aka lively discussion) went a little something like this...... a condensed version as I've no real idea what it was about but I remember what I called hubby.

Me: Blah, blah, blah, you're annoying me.

Hubby: You're annoying me.

Alfie: What's the matter Mummy?

Me: Erghh. *RAGE*. Daddy is being a di*k.

Hubby: No, Mummy is being a di*k.

*End of conversation*

Even after laughing about it, I then actually started to feel pretty horrified I know that I shouldn't have used language like that in front of Alfie, but unfortunately naughty words do occasionally slip out, surely I'm not the only one, right?

I hadn't realised before just how much he takes in and remembers, literally like a sponge for information and words. Only in the last recent weeks have I found that his memory is fantastic, for example we drive past Toys R Us and he immediately associates it with buying Thomas toys, he asks us if we're going Thomas shopping. Madness. He really hasn't been there that many times, I swear! This is just one example but there are many more. 

So I have learnt a valuable lesson. I must, must, must watch my language and what I say in front of our son, not just me but hubby too. We are who he looks up to and we start him off on his path through life, the last thing I want is a child who thinks it's acceptable to swear. 

So from now on there will lots of ships, crabs, ducks and sticks!!! 

I best put myself in the naughty corner if any more bad words come out of my mouth again!! 

Bad Mummy.

Please tell me I'm not the only one who has learnt the hard way?!