Cole's gonna get me in trouble. Now he tries to imitate everything mama and dada do. He'll repeat anything we say, which isn't necessarily a good thing sometimes with the language Dan and I use. One day a couple weeks ago I was puttering around the house and blurted out "Shit" then heard Cole echo back "Shit" (actually Shiiih, in Cole-speak) from across the room. I laughed and immediately called Dan and told him "Cole said shit." Of course with all the attention bestowed on his first swear, Cole decided the word must be worth repeating. Now if we let it slip in a sentence, Cole will often echo back "shiiih" with a proud little grin.
Another word he likes is "sucks." I first heard it when he was helping me out on the deck as I tried to take down the old nasty patio umbrella from our outdoor table. The stupid thing was heavy, and I was grunting and groaning and I finally exclamined "This umbrella SUCKS!" Always on Mama's side, my empathetic son mustered up the most frustrated, fed-up voice that he could and screamed "SUCK" (more like SUH)! It was so cute and so supportive, I had to laugh and agree with him. So now he thinks that word is great.
And it's not just words... When I was pregnant we paid a lot of attention to my big pregnant belly. Now every once in a while he'll lift up my shirt to see my stomach. Last week I went to pick him up from daycare and as I got down on the floor to hug him, he lifted my shirt all the way up, exposing my belly and bra, just as one of the other kid's daddies was looking at us. Thanks, Cole.
If he's not imitating our inappropriate behavior, he's coming up with his own accidentally. He can't exactly pronounce "truck" and it just happens to come out "f*^k." This week my friend Michelle and I were enroute to the Children's Museum with Cole and her daughter. Cole was particularly fired up to have his friends in the car, so the whole way up I-95 all we heard was "f*^k, f*^k, F*^K!" coming from the back seat as he gleefully pointed out any and every truck he could see out the window.
The child is always good for a laugh.
P.S. No poop from Graham yet.
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OMG, that's hilarious... I remember distinctly when I was really little, I was into words and the alphabet and so I was trying out different first letters of words, randomly. My mom presented me with some toast that I apparently didn't want, and so instead of saying "yuck", I swicthed it up, saying "f^ck" and being all proud of myself for creating a new word! :) Gotta love kids.
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