My youngest daughter has this problem. Well I don’t really see it as a problem but my husband does. As he likes to say, she cusses like a sailor. Now I don’t actually see this to be anything but normal genetics. She is after all her mothers daughter. Boogie (that is her nickname) likes, no loves to say “oh shit!” Now I’m sure that many parents will scowl at the fact that I’m ok with this. In my defense, she says please and thank you, excuse me after see burps and will even make sure everyone in the room is fully aware of the fact that she farted. So the kid says oh shit on average 10 times after something, well hell anything has happened. Is this so wrong? It pretty much covers all her bases. In respect to my husband though I gave myself a mission today to stop his poor little girl from turning into vulgar woman like mama. So I tell her this morning, don’t say oh shit, instead say uh oh. Let’s recap the day. Hmmm missed the paper by a mile, instead drew on my feet….uh oh. Ok it worked but now you defiantly need a bath. Decides getting out of the bath to use the potty too much trouble, instead just went in the tub, I mean the water was warm what exactly did you want me to do. Uh oh. Alright I say rubbing my temple wondering if I can actually pour a glass of vino without my husband saying are you drinking this early? Outside playing with E-man (older brother) and gets a splinter in the foot. Gotta hurt but still the uh oh can definitely cover this situation. Hands all sticky from the orange you just practically threw at me telling me “disgusting!” Ok you obviously have sensory issues & nap time did not do its job as well as I would have hoped, but still I am your mother so I will give you the damn uh oh. After I have counted to 30 that is. Unfortunately on your third go around as a parent, counting to three just doesn’t cut it anymore. Dogs took a huge crap right outside my room, stepped in it and now there poop prints all the way into your room. Oh yeah and probably on your bed of which I’m nicely settled into. Uh oh. No, see I’m not giving you that one. Uh oh is not gonna cover this situation. Let’s give it the respect it deserves. Hell even a basic “Oh shit” isn’t gonna cover this situation. Now it’s bedtime and I’m looking back on my pathetic attempt at mothering today and all I can say is . ……..Oh fuck.