Yes, that happens at my house: Confession Time

Ilse is a barfer. That's just all there is to it. It was a moment of priceless forethought and intelligence when I decided to buy her two mattress pads. Nevertheless, I don't always have one clean and neither do I have time to wash it between her naps. There is just too much laundry. Ilse creates an unending stream of barf laundry. During the night if she barfs, I don't take her sheet and mattress pad off her bed. Instead, I pretend we live in the middle ages and just cover the barf up. Of course, I don't put reeds on the floor, I am talking about using blankets to cover the barf bed. Sometimes there are four (or more) layers of barf covering blankets, burp rags, and water proof pads on Ilse's bed. And if she barfs again, I just add more, until we either run out of blankets or it occurs to me that it is way past time to change Ilse's bedding, and maybe it has only been two days or so. And then my husband goes to help me change it and says, "this is moldy under here." Yes. That happens at my house.

Super embarrassing.... Confession Tme!

Well, I am THAT mother. The mother whose children say horrible, dreadful things. And this time it was totally not my fault!

My boys have started to rhyme and really goof off with words.

We were, unfortunately, in the doctors office this morning, when the boys started out,

Hutch, butch..... Not like the dog, Minichs, but actually rhyming with hutch.

I knew what was next. Don't ask me how, but I guess the mommy radar went up, so I wasn't surprised at all when the next time I heard was...

Hitch....... And then the big naughty one. Yes, my children said it. Both of them.

It was kind of logical I guess, just moving from the U sound to the short I sound. But I was still quite shocked....

Don't say that word, boys, we don't need to say that!

Thankfully the doctor was out of the room, but the door was open, so who knows what unsuspecting individual heard.

Oh well. Some things just cannot be prevented. You can only correct speech after it happens when it is something like this. I got a little chuckle out of it later, though.