Yay, Rocketboy does it again.
You had better be glad I am not around Rocketboy, or I would be constantly encouraging his jokes by pretty much laughing at anything he says. It's why my friends love me.
Oh, it was so bad. I was trying not to snort pasta up my nose and trying to look stern. His response? "What? It doesn't mean anything!" We had a little chat about not using words one doesn't understand.
So going to tell everyone I know this story - still laughing.
Holy crap ... I just had cranberry juice come out my nose.
Thank god I left out the vodka.
Okay, that's good. Fucking turkey. My son, when he was a wee babe of 4, had trouble saying Kentucky Fried Chicken and as you can guess it would be like, "Let's go to Fucky Tried Chicken." I laughed, my friends laughed, and for years, he called any chicken fucky fried. I think when he was in third grade the principal called and said he was expelling my son for saying the F word. Please, that's all. The F word. Come on. Nice to know there are other moms who have a sense of humor and enjoy their children using language, any kind of language. Just use it.
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