Phyllis dedicated this to me on her Facebook, and I nearly died laughing while reading it. This is SO me!!!
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Sounds like you might need some therapy!
What’s making me cringe nowadays is “oh my god” spoken by my daughters. I really try to avoid saying that because I think it’s disrespectful to any religion. My kids are obviously hearing this regularly in school (and the oldest kid there is 6, so we’re not talking about middle school here – this is almost certainly coming from the teachers). Why isn’t that politically incorrect, first of all? Think of all the things kids will never hear a decent teacher say. Racial / racist terms, terms about disabilities, terms about sexual preferences, etc., etc. Even terms such as Jew and Nazi are handled carefully. How come there is no taboo when it comes to mainstream religious terms? I hope that my kids go to school and tell their teachers how much trouble they get in when they spout “oh my god” at home. Maybe the teachers will be a little more careful / considerate.
I agree, but unfortunately, I doubt they’ll “get it”.
Josh has come out with that once or twice, and I’ve busted him for it. Attending a Catholic school, he gets quite a bit of pounding with the Ten commandments. Just the other day, he let fly with a “JEEeezus!!” … and then looked up at me thru his eyelashes. It was TOTALLY a “let’s see if I can get away with it” moment. He didn’t get away with it, and ended up involved in a discussion about “taking the Lord’s name in vain”.
I really try to use “gosh” or “goodness” with the OMG statement, because it’s pretty common for me.
I haven’t heard my kids say Jeez / Jesus in that manner yet. It’s only a matter of time, I’m sure.
This is hilarious! OMG!!!!
I just read the cartoon again… and now I have to go find the calamine lotion.
My kids’ ex-nanny comes on Saturdays. She doesn’t speak great English – it’s her second language. A couple weeks ago, one of my kids said “he don’t ___.” For some reason this really bugged me and I meanly corrected her. Everyone got quiet and I realized that’s probably how Nanny had explained it to my kid. Oh, well. It’s wrong.
On a related note, I seem to have become the meanest mom lately. I seem to scare people when I tell my kids off. I always thought my kids were relatively well-behaved, but lately I wonder. Why am I the only person who has to speak sharply to my kids in public, or make them leave a place for misbehavior? Have I taught them to ignore me otherwise? Parenting fail #9000.
We’re not having a stellar week over here. Can I blame the solar flares? Of course the full moon probably isn’t helping, either.
But on the positive side, I got my old icon back. Whatever!
We ALL think that we’re the worst moms EVER, at some point. I’ve pontificated on this, and I’m convinced that it comes down to two things.. first, we’re hyper-aware of everyone around us when our kids “misbehave” (and I put that in quotes because we all have different ideas of what that means), so we over-react because we don’t want to appear to be what we consider a “slacker”, and second – we’re really-really-really concerned that our children grow up to be contributing and polite members of society.
And then the result: on the first – nobody is watching. And if they are, either they’re judging us, in which case NOTHING we do is right, or they’re sympathizing, in which case, they’re probably thinking “Go Mom!!”
and the result on the second: they’re going to be fine. A single infraction – or even a hideous week – does not a criminal make. Every now and again I have to remind myself that “he’s only 8”, and lower my expectations to that level. Yes, he should be able to walk through a store without having a meltdown, but at the same time, it’s his JOB, as an 8-year old kid, to ask me a thousand and sixty four times if I will buy him a Lego set. And it’s my job to find 1064 creative ways to keep my patience and say NO. Because it’s the only way he’s going to learn. (and the one time I say yes, it’s all undone)
And of COURSE we can blame the Solar Flares!!! DUH!!! I say take the day off – the solar flares caused an interruption in your internet connection, and fried your computer’s inter-tube, rendering it useless for 24 hours!
That would be funny if my computer had not died on me 2 days ago. I thought it was toast, but somehow (with prayer!) I coaxed it back to life.