Off to School

We had a power failure last night. My alarm clock doesn't have batteries. Imagine my dismay when Darren woke me up at 2:30 am to tell me it was, in fact, not the middle of the night but was actually time to get up......6:50am.

Anyway, I squeezed my eyes shut for a second and popped them open to see my little Jace coming to snuggle. Which by the way, for those of you who remember my last post about Jace and snuggling (or not snuggling), I'm happy to report a repentant little guy who has definitely come around to the warm embrace of his mother's love:) I guess he read my post and took offense! Or maybe he just finally figured it was easier to succumb rather than fight my hugs and kisses. Either way, no complaints here.

So back to my point. Jace and I snuggled a few minutes too long which meant that Abby was left to get ready for school - alone. Which is not a very good idea. And had my clock not been flashing 2:34 I would have recognized that I needed to get out of bed and hurry my day-dreamer along. But as it was, I had cuddled away precious minutes. So began my "You need to hurry, Abby" mantra.

So Abby was hurrying as fast as Abby can hurry when from the bedroom I hear "Well, he**, I can't even find a shirt to wear."

My head snapped up and my peanut-butter sandwich making stopped. Did my foggy morning brain just hear what I thought it heard? Surely, not. Possibly this was just a rhyming game? And those two words just happened to form a sentence? I listened more closely.

Gasp! There it was again! Where had she heard this? I'm pretty sure Max and Ruby didn't use language like this. I had no choice but to address the issue. Hopefully it wouldn't take longer than 15 seconds otherwise I could plan on seeing the school principal in my pajamas during drop-off.

"Uh, Abby. What did you say?"

"I said I couldn't find a shirt to wear."

"I'm talking about the words before that."

"Oh." Pause. "Is that a bad word?" She stared at me with big round eyes. I stared back with my stern mother look - but not too stern - and nodded my head.

"Sorry, Momma. I didn't know." * Hopefully that will take care of the problem - until she hears some little "Jimmy" swearing up a storm at recess one day using words she's never heard before....