How Do I Stop My Kid from Swearing

Children are like little sponges, soaking everything up. Elle is soaking up everything hubby, and I are, for better, or for worse.

The latest things coming out of her month;
"Shit, where's my bear?"
"Why can't I say shit?"
"What's an idiot daddy?"
"Because it's stupid?"

Needless to say we're trying to catch ourselves with the bad words before she does. However, I am a little bit proud that she was able to use the word shit in the proper context.

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