Posted by peskypippi | Posted in Childrearing, Family, Inappropriate, Life Lessons, Mothering | Posted on 06-11-2011
How can you not have a sense of humor raising children? I laugh every day. I am grossed out every day. I am (a teensy bit) inappropriate every day.
Latest questions, comments, and other utterings in our house:
- “Mom, I think there’s a piece of sausage in my milk.”
- “No farting on the sofa. Take it outside.”
- “Are hot dogs made out of penises?” Google it.
Oh, and this one was from me. Just the other day:
- Where are my pants?!”
We taught our youngest the word I-N-A-P-P-R-O-P-R-I-A-T-E and explained what it means. How some behavior is inappropriate at school. Or how some words are inappropriate to say to others.
But if a tight family cannot be a little inappropriate in its own home, then where’s the fun in that?