Alyssa Jane has taken to cursing. Not sure where she picked it up, but when she is not happy about her circumstances, she says angrily, "Oh bemmers!" (arms crossed, lower lip stuck out, knitted brows, the whole deal). We've analyzed this phrase, wondering if she heard some cool older cousin saying "Bummer", or something like that. For the first week or so, Shann and I could not decide whether to discipline, and even if we'd wanted to, we couldn't have kept a straight face. It seemed so harmless and cute! But in the long run, we figured it was better not to let her have the need for an expletive (of any sort) when in trying situations.
So now, "Oh, bemmers" is pretty much curbed. I'm sad in a way, because it really was funny.
Before I had children, I really thought parenting would be more black and white. But it isn't, and there are so many situations that we have to stop and figure out what the right response is. And I know the issues will get much more complicated than the cute cursing of a 2 year old.
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