I know it’s wrong. I know I shouldn’t even put it into writing. I definitely know I will be judged by many, appreciated by some and laughed with by most.
There is something adorably hilarious about a toddler saying curse words.
C’mon!!! You know exactly what I mean.
Let me set the scene…
Last night, Charli, my ridiculously cute toddler, walked into the kitchen. Her arms were wrapped around a bottle of Life Water and her sippy cup filled with milk. I hardly noticed as she passed behind me, walking on her tip-toes. As I was jabbering away at HOS and browning the ground turkey for dinner, I heard my daughter’s first (confirmed) curse words.
“SHIT! Oh, shit!”
She stomped her little foot and looked around with utter exasperation.
I probably looked like a moron. My mouth had fallen open, but I was smiling/choking back laughter.
Without thinking, I asked what was wrong. She furrowed her brow and point at the counter top saying, “Rabble, rabble, rabble. Table.”
I asked her to put her drinks on the dinner table instead of the counter. She walked toward the table and accidentally dropped the sippy cup on the floor.
This time, my shoulders racked with laughter, but I hid my face. She placed the drinks on the table and tip-toed back to her toys like nothing had happened.
My sweet baby girl with a precious toddler voice that can’t form the sounds for l, r, or y is now competing for swearing sailor of the month.
Fast forward to today…
As funny as it was the first couple times, the cuteness quickly wears off.
Charlotte slipped climbing the ladder to her slide. I caught her bottom in my hands. I apparently didn’t move fast enough…
There it was again.
She couldn’t open the door.
She dropped her baby doll.
We tried ignoring the word in hopes it would go away because it didn’t invite a reaction.
That did not work.
I have moved into the stage of timeouts. How do you tell a two-year-old she is in trouble for saying “shit.”
And that “shit” is a bad word she shouldn’t say. If she says “shit” again, then she will get a timeout. Super scary punishment!
Oh, and you don’t.
For now, we are in a curse word Cold War. Any one who drops one of those bombs goes straight to time out.
Moms of the world, how can I win this war?