Mouth Like a Sailor

Girlfriend’s got a mouth like a sailor.
That’s right…
My tiny, tutu-wearing, baby-loving, know-it-all two year old talks like she’s on one of my husbands construction sites.
I might slip up every now and then dropping a GD or Sh*t, but for the most part I am pretty good.
My husband, on the other hand, drives me crazy with his language and our two year old has picked up on some of his most commonly used verbiage AND has the ability to use them in perfect context and with precise timing.
We’ve tried to train her to say, “Oh my gosh” or “What the heck”, but with her own spin it usually comes out like…
“Oh my SHIT”
“What? God Damn it”
Those big words coming from this little girl in her sweet little voice just cracks me up.
I’m sorry.
It’s wrong.
I know it is.
I need to nip it in the bud.
I hear ya…
But there is nothing like a perfectly timed “Oh my SHIT” to make a trip to the grocery store memorable.
On that note…
I’ve gotta go do the $#@*$*# laundry.