"I'm an adult now, I can choose my own words, thank you very much."

This made me laugh. And I thought, "My mother would then have told me 'adults pay for gas, too'" and handed me a bill. (Yes, she is the kind of person who would have prepared a bill for the occasion for the "gotcha!" moment. I get my mad planning skillz from her. And my evil.)

"I'm an adult now, I can choose my own words, thank you very much."

Hah! She must have been waiting to do that for years.

I've only stopped swearing in front of my parents since D's been born, since I'm trying to get out of the habit of swearing in front of the baby. Ironic, eh?

"I'm an adult now, I can choose my own words, thank you very much."

::loves on K-Bug madly::

::also loves on Suzi. and tries to glare at K-Bug::

I have the mouth of a sailor. Worse than that sometimes, so I don't have a solid place to stand when it comes to curse words...but I have tried to tell both kids that if that is ALL you have in your vocabulary, you will be judged by the words you use.

Time and place, time and place, people.

I have chaparoned enough kids to concerts and they try to hard to be good with their language around me. I have had to say that at a concert, I turn a deaf ear to what they say - I'm just listening to the music.

I don't think I've ever cussed in front of my parents....

I do it all the time, now.

At times at them, as well.

It's unfortunate, but all of my kids learned their swear words from me. Usually in the car.

Which necessitated a quick conversation about which words are for grownups, and which words even grownups shouldn't *really* say.

I try not to drop the F-bomb with my mom, but it doesn't always work.

I don't think there's any words I don't use around my parents. Although my mum hates the word 'bollocks'.

Susan, I think this is the one (although I hadn't seen it before either):

Thanks!

And I thought, "My mother would then have told me 'adults pay for gas, too'" and handed me a bill.

My mother would've said, "You're still under my roof, so you still follow my rules."

I've only cussed in front of my mother a few times, and I usually manage to keep it to a nice mild "Dammit" instead of a "fuckety fuck fuck fuck!"

I'm trying very hard not to swear in front of Annabel, but I slipped yesterday when I failed in my attempt to prevent a spill. She said, "What is it, Mommy?" I told her, and she said, "It's OK. You can just clean it up and put it in the trash."

Out of the mouths of babes...

It's funny this came up because there was a story on NPR this morning that talked specifically about swearing and how kids usually get their vocabulary and speech influences from their peer group and not their parents.