December 22, 2009

What was that?

This may be the proudest day of my life as a mother.

My two year old son said his first swear word Sunday. And he didn't go for one of the biblical ones.  Oh, no.  He dropped the bomb.

At Church.

During Sacrament.

Okay. So, I'm almost positive that the words he said and the words I heard were not the same.  But when he stood up on the bench in the middle of the nearly silent chapel, looked me in the face and said: "uck ooo,"  I may have hung my head in shame and prayed that no one but me picked up on the similarity

Sadly, it was not to be.  They heard. They giggled.  And my confidence as a mother soared as it never has before.

14 comments:

Barbaloot said...

Oh wow---I'm so sorry! I'm sure the people around you could at least empathize, right?

Liz @ Sugarplum Creations said...

Oh my goodness! We've had similar moments ;) Specifically when we were learning how to say "truck". Yeah.

Kristina P. said...

Haha. I would have totally judged you. ;)

The Boob Nazi said...

My niece keeps trying to say "fork." It's AWESOME. Those terrible cursing children.

Carolyn said...

Ahhh memories. This reminds me of when Wyatt was sitting on Dan's lap on the stand and picked his nose...then wiped it on President Daddy's suite.

Lourie said...

Ooooooooooh Fuuuuuuuuuuuuudddddddddddggggggggggggge!

I am soooo sorry. When they are two, you have to assume they are trying to say something else. Case and point: a fellow blogger had her little one demanding "see dick" turns out the wee one wanted a cheese stick. You are not a horrible mom, and you are not the first. You can hold head a little higher now.

Chief said...

oh my.... that might top every cussing in church story I have ever heard.

I take it you called a realtor?

Jillybean said...

Just remember that eventually your kids will reach a point when they are embarrassed by the things you might do in public*.
It's then that you will be able to pay him back for his moment in church ;0)




*Dancing in public works remarkably well.

InkMom said...

Take heart -- I have a kid who makes clear and concise observations about his gender-specific anatomy during Sacrament meeting. Regularly. And he's 4.

Erin said...

Oh my. Yes, those kinds of days make us wonder how we ever lived without children!

Melissa Bastow said...

That's great. If I were in your congregation I probably would have missed it, because I'm so used to my kids articulation issues and nothing ever sounds like what it really is, and then someone would have had to explain it to me, and then I would have laughed. So yeah, I'd be the late laugher - just when you thought everyone was starting to move on.

wonder woman said...

This is SUCH a good story to tell future girlfriends.

The Hulk regularly mispronounces "fudge" and makes me cringe everytime.

glitterbygrammie said...

I have soooo been there did that. Kids are kids. They repeat anything and everything. I call them my little tape recorders. They could overhear someone in the store say some nice tidbit and will keep saying it over and over because they know it annoys you.
They are kids and thats their job.

Loralee and the gang... said...

Oh, no! That's a little bit worse than my 6 year old yelling out "I'm bored. Church is boring". And another one, after I whispered to him about the Savior, and "I know the Church is true" during the Sacrament, and he yelled out, with contempt in his voice, "but the Church ISN'T True!". No one giggled. I think they were all in shock.

Oh, and my husband is the Bishop.
:~D

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