As in I am thankful I don’t quite have to deal with this conspiratorial behavior yet.
I have a 3 year old son and an 18 month old daughter so I will give you a joke I just heard that seems applicable…at least in the very near future.
WHEN TO START CUSSING!
A 6 year old and a 4 year old are upstairs in their bedroom. The 6
year old asks, “You know what? I think it’s about time we started
cussing.” The 4 year old nods his head in approval.
The 6 year old continues, “When we go downstairs for breakfast, I’m gonna say
something with hell and you say something with ass.”
The 4 year old agrees with enthusiasm.
When the mother walks into the kitchen and asks the 6 year old what
he wants for breakfast, he replies, “Aw, hell, Mom, I guess I’ll
have some Cheerios.
WHACK! He flies out of his chair, tumbles across the kitchen floor,
gets up, and runs upstairs crying his eyes out, with his mother in
hot pursuit, slapping his rear with every step. His mom locks him
in his room and shouts, “You can stay there until I let you out!”
She then comes back downstairs, looks at the 4 year old and asks
with a stern voice, “And what do YOU want for breakfast, young man?”
“I don’t know,” he blubbers, “but you can bet your ass it won’t be Cheerios!”
As a side note, my 3 year old son dropped one of his Thomas the Trains the other day and yelled out, “Aw crap!”
Expletives that start in “S” and “F” aren’t going to be far off.
I am dreading the proverbial, “It’s that Scheinblum kid again,” comments from teachers and other parents. He is gonna be the one that tells the Little Johnny jokes to the other 5-6 year olds.
The kind that have punch lines involving rodents with over sized reproductive equipment. Only the best joke of all time.