Hilarity ensued…

At work today, I was serving a party of 5; two parents and their three daughters, aged (approximately) 3, 4 and 6. The mother asked the 4-year-old what she wanted to drink, and the girl didn’t respond. She asked again; still no answer. She put her hand over the picture the girl was coloring and asked her a third time. The girl looked up at her mother and said, “Mom, get your fucking hand off my coloring book.”

I almost died.

Three times.

The mother’s response was, very calmly, “Watch your language.” Because you know that’s how the mom talks at home, so she can’t exactly smack her kid around. Nice.

The brilliance of American parenting. I love it.

3 Comments

  1. barbie2be Says:

    geez, and all this time i have switched to the word “freakin” while in front of the 6 year old… of course it does only work if his mother does it too. i can’t help that i have a potty mouth. sometimes i wonder why i bother.

    here from michele’s tonight.

  2. Kimmy Says:

    *cracks up* that’s great.

  3. Dave Says:

    but mooooooom I want my cheezy poofs!

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