Kiddisms

Anyone who has read this blog, or ever spoken with me, knows the 'fach' story. So I won't go into that one, and if you haven't heard it, or read it, it's somewhere in this blog. It was Evan's birthday recently, and as he is only into Thomas the Train, he got many trains for his birthday - two of which are named Fergus and Butch. Not to him though, well, to him they are still Fergus and Butch, only when he names them, it comes out sounding like Fuckit and Bitch. I was having quite a fun time last night, asking him, over and over, "and who are these two again?" "Fuckit and Bitch". Wait, who? "fuckit, bitch". Too funny, and it reminded me of my niece, and how kids just don't know what they are saying sometimes. My niece was in kindergarten, and she was named Citizen of the Month - or something else equally important. As part of her 'citizenship' she got to have my sister come to class with her, and she got to stand up in front of the whole class and talk about herself and show pictures. The day before there happened to be a birthday party for my nephew, who had been living with my sister and my brother in law for only about 6 months, as they had adopted him. As part of trying to help him feel more comfortable, they invited his foster siblings. So, while the party was going on, my niece was playing with my nephew and his foster siblings. So, the next day in class, she has her photo album out. She is talking about everyone in the pictures, ie: this is my mom, this is my dad, and on and on. She gets to a picture with my nephew and his foster siblings - oh, this is my brother, and there's those fuckers. My sister, completed aghast, says "WHAT?" to which my niece sweetly replies, "here's my brother, and here's those fuckers." My sister was mortified and said she probably would have dropped dead on the spot right there, only my niece went on talking as if nothing happened. After apologizing to the teacher profusely, she asked my niece where she learned that word. Apparently, the foster kids used it frequently and as if they were calling one another something completely innocent, and my niece had no idea that it wasn't a word you use , you know, in place of, 'guys' or 'dudes'. I guess the teacher was very understanding, but it is now 6 years later, and we still have a good laugh over that one.