Oh Deer

It has been a cold, dreary, hellish week in the Musing's house.  But now it's Friday, the sun is shining, and so I thought I'd share a fun little story to make you laugh....and simultaneously make you feel better as a parent.

As you all know, this is my sweet Emmy girl.

Sure she is sassy, starting to talk back, and the glimpse I have caught of what the teenage years will look like is definitely not pretty.  But deep down and 98% of the time, she is simply a sweet, innocent, little girl.

That is until she said the F word. 

Yup, you read that right.  My four year old says the F word.  {and no I'm typing out the actual word...my dad reads my blog}

Skip was playing a game with Emmy in the living room last week and he dropped one of the toys on his foot.  It really hurt, so he yelled out "Oh, come on!" 

To which Emmy replied, "F'ing deer".  

Skip had her repeat it two more times to make sure he really did hear her correctly.  Oh yes, my four year old says "F'ing deer" 

Awesome.

We've had a lot going on around here recently, weird schedules, babysitters, and lots of family Emmy doesn't see too much.  She obviously overheard it among the chaos, as that is not a phrase Skip and I use. {let's be serious, if she was going to pick up a curse word from me it would have been during football season} 

Of course she said it again in front of my mother last week, but quickly followed it up by saying she wasn't allowed to say that word.  Don't worry, I had a long talk with her and she knows she will lose one of her beloved horses for a week if she says it again.  

The hardest part of this whole thing is trying not to laugh when these foul words come out of my sweet girls mouth.

Well that is until I'm called into the Principal's office at her school when she starts spouting this to her little friends. 

Please don't let it come to that!