I stubbed my toe the other day and swore. It hurt like hell and swearing is a nice outlet for that pain. My other half teased me about something stupid while we were making dinner a couple of nights ago, I called him a bitch, he called me a queen, I called him a princess ... and on it went (really we're not that gay).
So, when we get a kid, I guess this has to stop. I don't want to raise a kid that sounds like a dockworker (Do dockworkers really swear that much? Sorry any non-swearing dock workers out there). I also *really* don't want to be in a discussion about what a boy princess and a boy queen are. That can come much later.
I'm not totally stupid when it comes to kids - I was once one. I know that they will pick up swear words and derogatory terms that I've never even heard of. I know their uncles will teach them bad things, they'll hear stuff on tv, stumble across things on the internet and talk about things at school; I want to steer clear of this stuff and be a role model. Be there to explain if need be, but not be a participant - not spout profanity when something nasty happens.
Fuck, this'll be hard.
Jul 21, 2009
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