Brandon is trying out the power of language. Today, we met Nick for lunch at Wendy's in Fort Smith. Something wasn't going Brandon's way during the meal, so he tosses his nugget on the table and says at the top of his voice, "Dammit!" There was one poor lady who I thought was going to fall out of her chair laughing and a man at the table behind us who snickered for a good 10 minutes. I am one of those people who laughs at totally inappropriate times -- as a result of nervousness, apprehension and, in this case, embarrassment! All I can do is hide my face in my nursing cover and laugh until I cry! So much for immediate and effective discipline.
This isn't Brandon's first attempt at using this word. He and Abi were at my mom and dad's house last week, and Abi was antagonizing him, as usual. Poor little guy will take it for quite a while from her, but when he's had enough, he lashes out at her. This time, Mom said, he smacked her a good one and said, "Dammit, Abi! Just quit it!" Of course, little Miss Justice-seeker starts screeching to Grandma that Brandon said a "bad thing." Now, how she even knows it's a "bad thing" I don't know.
Ah, the power of language! It can reduce parents to absolute humiliation and total strangers into hysteria, all with one little word.
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That's too funny.. I can see that happening to us but my hubby would've been glaring at me as if they had gotten it from me! :0)
I, too, would have laughed - no matter how inappropriate it was. In fact, I just sat right here in the law school and laughed until I had tears in my eyes!
I can laugh now because I am the aunt, but if I had been the mother... I don't know :o)
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