We drove past an empty pasture this morning as rain darkened the route to a friend's house. The Boss was, as always, on the lookout for those animals she loves to hate. She didn't find any.
"Stupid horses," she muttered.
I did a visual double take in the rear view mirror and a verbal one to boot. "What?"
"Stupid horses." She repeated the slur--more clearly this time, for emphasis--as she gave the hairy eyeball to a patch of barren farmland.
I cringed. Then I shrugged my shoulders against the worn leather of the driver's seat and acknowledged that it could've been much worse.
The fact that such a thought comforted me is no doubt a very, very bad sign.
Thursday, November 15, 2007
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The word stupid has just crept into Hollis's vocabulary too. Oh joy.
We experienced that ourselves last week. Yep, could have been MUCH worse. But still, wow, so harsh from a two year-old's mouth.
Methinks the apple doesn't fall far from the tree. :) We're like that over here, too. The Poo says, "I hate ..." Totally my bad.
Could be worse, my 10-year-old neighbor tricked my 8-year-old into saying f*cker.
Lovely.
I don't think she believes horses are stupid, I think she's using the word to describe her displeasure at their absence. Correct me if I'm wrong.
Boz
Boz, I think you are quite right. What I'm envisioning is her voicing her displeasure using the F word. That's what I'm thinking when I say it's a bad sign of things to come--and it's what mrs. chicken is saying when she says the apple doesn't fall far from the tree!
My daughter just told me the other day that when a little girl fell at school she called everyone a Bitch. How nice is that for a 5 year old? Stupid is not looking so bad to me, right now.
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