On my lovely bride The Evil Princess’s side of our blended family is our youngest great-grand-daughter Paisley, who is already well on her way as a professional model. She just enjoyed her second birthday.
Recently talking with her proud grandfather Erik, we learned that when he was playing with her he said aloud, “Paisley, I know that you don’t always have the words to say what you want to say, but I know you understand everything we’re saying.”
To which the darling child replied, “Oh, shit.”
Make of it what you will. My own first thought was “True to the great-grandma’s form…they didn’t switch babies in the hospital nursery.”
Obviously, from Gail’s side of the family…had she been from Mas’s lineage, her words would have been “Oh, F***”! We know you, Mas.
Some things never change!
They say the darndest things. At least she didn’t say oh f**k
For everything there is a first.
Kids say the darnedest things, Art Linkletter.
Look Grand-dad it’s a snack from Bill Gates!
LOL!
Too young to claim she learned that from a classmate at school. 😉
lol. Around 1953-4 I was a wee one in one of those early car seats up front Newtown my folks; the seats that hooked over the seat back and had a sterring wheel and squeaky horn. I was alleged to have let out with suunabitchsunnabitch while turning my wheel one day while Dad was driving our 1950 Pontiac.
My one time neighbor had been home alone with his young daughter for a month while mom worked a night shift. During a neighborhood picnic, the 2 year old dropped her cup and cut loose with a string of F-bombs. So glad I wasn’t him that evening…,
I’m sure the child will treasure your reaction.
Where and Whom did she learn that from?
One Christmas at the in laws, the only grandchild present roused my FIL and myself from almost sleep by dropping the F bomb. Embarrassed SIL claimed she didn’t know where he got that. FIL: “I know exactly where he got that.”
I was told by my mother that when my dad and uncle were installing a new hot water furnace (early 50’s-Americas first clean air act), I learned some new words that I thought needed to be said while working on anything. Any corrective actions must not have been severe as I hadn’t remembered anything about it.
A long time ago (maybe 25 or 30 years), I remember a co-worker telling me about an incident with her little girl.
My co-worker was at the grocery store at the time of the incident. She was standing in-line with a cart full of groceries and her little girl was also riding in the cart.
They were waiting their turn at check-out. There was another woman, ahead of them, paying for her groceries. This other woman had long dark hair that was streaked with grey.
My co-worker’s little girl looked at this woman in front of her, she looked back at her mother, then she raised her hands up to her head (as if she was washing her hair) and she began to sing (very loudly): “I’m gonna wash that grey right out of my hair, I’m gonna wash that grey right out of my hair…”.
You can imagine the reaction that this provoked! 🙂
For those too young to catch the cultural reference, see this YouTube link:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w8_jESfPLBc
Indeed, kids can say (and even sing) the darndest things!
A song from the Broadway show, South Pacific, “I’m Gonna Wash that Man Right Outta My Hair”; https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qr3wH4u4xus
I was in line at the bank with my oldest grandson Zach in my arms, he was about 18 months old. An older woman in front of us heard him talking, turned around and asked him what his name was. He replied “Heinous Anus”. I tried to play it off and said “Famous Amos”?
He replied, with perfect enunciation, “No grandpa, Heinous Anus”.
I found out later his Dad said “Here’s Heinous Anus” every time he changed his diaper.
Sent to many with a warning for Thanksgiving gatherings!! 🙂
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