Two weeks ago, I shared a story, F'ing Adjectives, about Zee's amazingly advanced (sarcasm) use of adjectives and pronouns. Here is a brief update...
At least a few times a week "f'ing" still slips out.
Me (at the zoo): Look at the alligator.
Z: That's a crocodile.
Me: That's an alligator.
Z: Well, where's the f'ing crocodile?
Me: (sigh) I don't know buddy.
Sometimes this is by accident...
"Look at the f'ing train!" next to the new mom nursing her baby near the train exhibit-sorry!
But more often that it is on purpose...
"F'ing _____," when he's alone with Ace so she can run to tattle and he can take the toy she was playing with. Smart little manipulator.
We also have solid evidence that Zee knows f'ing is a bad word...
My husband overheard him, while lying in bed and flipping through the pages of his Grover Alphabet book, repeatedly saying "f'ing is a bad word, f'ing is a bad word".
So I guess Zee is now the f'ing monster at the end of my story. (Yes, that's a Grover reference. I love that book, and my little monster!)
©Erin Croley
Me (at the zoo): Look at the alligator.
Z: That's a crocodile.
Me: That's an alligator.
Z: Well, where's the f'ing crocodile?
Me: (sigh) I don't know buddy.
Sometimes this is by accident...
"Look at the f'ing train!" next to the new mom nursing her baby near the train exhibit-sorry!
But more often that it is on purpose...
"F'ing _____," when he's alone with Ace so she can run to tattle and he can take the toy she was playing with. Smart little manipulator.
We also have solid evidence that Zee knows f'ing is a bad word...
My husband overheard him, while lying in bed and flipping through the pages of his Grover Alphabet book, repeatedly saying "f'ing is a bad word, f'ing is a bad word".
So I guess Zee is now the f'ing monster at the end of my story. (Yes, that's a Grover reference. I love that book, and my little monster!)
©Erin Croley
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