Potty mouth.

Okay, a cute-kid story to share:

A few days ago, Lilah was in the living room watching her morning cartoon. I was in our bedroom and heard a crash sound – something breaking. So of course, I hurry out to find that she had knocked the candy dish from the counter onto the floor. Of course, it was shattered. She has her hand over her mouth and is clearly upset. I try to talk to her about it, about not climbing at the bar, and she whispers to me “I don’t say ‘damnit'”

Trying not to laugh, I tell her that is right.

After inspecting, I find that there are a handful of M&Ms still on the counter, the rest spread among the glass.

So, this is how I see it going down:

She decides to climb up to the raised bar and grab a few M&Ms from the candy dish (something she has never attempted to do, and we’ve had that candy dish for a long time!). She gets a handful and as she’s climbing down, accidentally knocks the bowl off (probably because she was trying to watch the cartoon at the same time). She exclaims “damnit!”, drops the M&Ms, climbs down and runs! Then, tells on herself for cursing! Cracked me up! What kid does that?

Wonder where she has heard that expression before… hmmm, maybe from K-State football season?? Definitely not from me 🙂