Mom of the Year

Yesterday, I became the poster child for Mom of the Year.

My child now has a new favorite word: sh*t.  Yeah, when I apologized to daycare lady in advance for any usage that Billa might issue that day, she asked where Billa had heard it.  I blushed as I slowly raised my hand.  Yeah, that's me.  And of course, later that night when Billa accidentally knocked over a half full bottle of beer, it was VERY apparent where she hears that word.  Oops.  I knew it was coming, and bless her, she actually used it in an appropriate sense, but I'm tripling my efforts at containing my "free" speech.

[sigh]
Kelly