I was never one to really use swear words. On occasion, when it seemed fitting, I would let some slip. But once my oldest started to talk, eventually repeating the things I was saying, I became a lot more aware and cautious of what I said. I knew she would most likely be sassy but I didn’t want her to grow up sounding like George Carlin. I started to use words and phrases that still had the feeling of a swear word but were, for the most part, G-rated.
Some reasons why moms* rock:
They are proud of everything you accomplish, no matter how small or insignificant it may seem to you.
They can heal boo-boos with a single kiss and hug.
When you’re sick, nothing tastes better than the chicken soup they make. Even if it came from a Campbell’s soup can.
They usually do know best.