It happens. You can be careful about what your child sees on TV. You can be careful about what she listens to on the radio. You can be careful about her friends..but, alas... it happens. I thought my husband and I were doing a pretty good job at all the above. However, yesterday I found out that, no matter how careful we are.... life just steps in and happens sometimes.
It was after school yesterday afternoon. My little sidekick and I were cruising along listening to a "home made" CD. (I love "old" music. My child can sing along with KC & the Sunshine Band as well as most kids know today's music. Her "favorite" is 'Play that Funky Music'.) On this particular day, I am listening to 90's tunes, mindlessly working my way from errand to errand on the way home. Alanis Morrisette begins singing 'One Hand in My Pocket' and, before I realize what is happening, here it comes. "I'm brave but I'm chickens&^%" I didn't have time to react, I just cringed and said a "Please-God-don't-let-her-notice-that-word" prayer before it popped out. Did she notice? YOU BET! She immediately exclaims, "CHICKENS(*&T ?!??!?!?! EEEEWWWWWW?!!?!"
I took a deep breath. I waited just a sec and then said, "Yes, that's what she said. But it isn't a nice word and so we don't say it. OK?"
"Oh. OK." End of conversation.
I have to admit it was funny. Maybe you had to be there. I was telling my husband about it later and he cracked up. Finally he said, Beth! It's not the fact that she SAID it! It's the fact that she UNDERSTOOD what it was!!"
SO... there ya go...IT happens. And if you raise chickens... it may happen when you least expect it.