Hmmmm Methinks daddy is going to have to learn to curb his language pretty darn quick !
Last night as we went to bed Karma arked up at something in the yard and I yelled out SHUT UP ! and the next thing I know Grace was telling Karma to SHUT UP !, mummy to SHUT UP ! and me to SHUT UP !
Then today I took Leakhana ( and Grace of course ) to the Doctor at lunchtime for an ultrasound and on the way we stopped at Monivong Boulevard for the lights. Just as they went green a cop on a motorbike escorting 6 huge coachloads of tourists came around the corner and the cars in front of us,despite having a clear shot at the intersection, decided to just sit still. So I of course lean on the horn and unleashed my usual ” oh fer f**k sake go on you f**king numpties !!!! “ and the next thing I know a hyped up little voice comes out of the back seat with gusto and spits ” f**king !!”. I look at Leakhana. Leakhana looks at me and we think the same thing …”did we just hear that ??” . I look back at Grace and she looks back at me and again “f**king!” with a big smile on her face. I try not to laugh or encourage her in any way and we make our way through the lights. About 2oomdown the road I have to give wayward kid in a scooter a blast on the horn and…you guessed it…..out of the back seat again came “F**CKING !!!!”
Out of the mouths of babes……..