I have never been much of swearer (is that even a word?) In days of the past “ullo” and “gadha” were my go to words. “Sh*t” and “Holy crap” joined the list somewhere down the line.
With the kids around I started to be very very carefully on the words I used. Additions were made to swearing vocabulary.
“Oooooohhhhhh,” I would go and add “shoot!” to it.
“Holy moly chipotle!” came next.
The kids picked it up, of course!
One day Buzz was trying to read and she made it through a particularly difficult sentence (for her) and I exclaimed “Oh Boy!”. Buzz laughed very hard and that became our go to word from then on.
About a month back she came home very excited.
Mumma, pata hei Ms. A kya boli? Oh My Apply Pie!
Giggles followed and Bugz picked it up as well.
“Oh My Apple Pie!” is now randomly heard around our house. Always followed by laughs, always brings happiness, age no bar.
Happy, innocent times, I hold dear as I go about my day.
Meandering through.. 