My sister Abby left a comment on my last blog post, something to the effect of pointing out to our mother that Zoey did not pick up her trash-talking pirate mouth from HER. So there, Mom! Just because Abby has been swearing since she was in second grade (at Catholic School no less) and rarely censors anything she says regardless of the age-appropriateness of her audience, her niece still learned to swear from her MOTHER, not her aunt.
The fact that Abby lives in Georgia at the moment, while we are across the country in Washington, might have helped with that. Because GOD ONLY KNOWS what Zoey would be saying to Destiny at school as she kicks her down the slide if Abby lived nearby.
But the funny thing is, shortly after I whisper-hissed to Bryan on Saturday morning that every other word out of Zoey's mouth made her sound more and more like a sailor, the first thing he wanted to know was "when did she talk to Abby last?".
2 comments:
I said in my last post that it's my mouth that unfortunately aids and abets Will in the gems that he comes up with sometimes. The funny thing is....my husband IS a former sailor! :)
holy crap...can't stop laughing...
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