Wednesday, February 16, 2011
I Didn't Mean to Drop the F@#k Bomb
I did tell him that we were not buying him a new one. He would have to save his money. Of course the water works started again. His sweet brother and sister offered up all their saved money to help him buy a new one. He immediately started adding up the dough. No thank you to his siblings. I told him how nice it was of them and he should thank them. He did but it was so not a genuine thanks you. I could feel my blood boiling.
He then admitted he would not do the same for them. STRIKE TWO...butt head!!!
Oh and then later I he had a fit because Emily and Ethan had games to play and he didn't.
OH HELL NO!!!!
So out it came. I had no control. There was a complete disconnect when I yelled "What the F#$K are you thinking? You are acting like a F$%KING brat. I mean really!!!!! What the F$%K?!?!?!?!
Of course after that I felt horrible. I cried, certain he was going to be scarred for life. How much was this F bomb slip going to cost me later in therapy bills? Well I think he got the message. He apologized later to me for being "ungrateful" and spent the rest of the evening acting extra nice to his siblings.
So to you F word, I say DAMN YOU. Damn you F word for coming out without my permission and damn you for never leaving my vocabulary after the kiddos were born. Will you ever find a new home?
Doubt it?!?!?! I know, me too!!!!
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