You are too smart for you age, that is for sure. I keep saying I need to write down everything you say, but there is too much on a daily basis. What 4 year old uses the word "actually."
I love being in primary with you. I love watching you learn and being able to follow up with you on everything.
After church a couple week ago I had to drop off a book to someone for primary. I brought you along. I could not find the house and you and your smart ways, said, "Where the hell is it," I instantly asked you to say it again and there it was, "Where the hell is it," I told you that was a bad word. Oh you were so upset, you started crying and I had to hold your for 10 minutes. I asked you what was wrong and you said you said a bad word. I tried consoling you, explaining it was ok and you probably heard from TV. (we later think you learned it from a kid at church)
Later that night Grandma and Grandpa came over. You told Grandpa Craig, what you said, and that hell is a bad word and you shouldn't say that. I said Dexter, why are you saying that word again. Your response was, well I need to tell Grandpa so he knows its a bad word. Too funny.
Than later that night, we were all out in the shed figuring out a leak and you walked right in and said, "Hey, what the hell are you guys doing," You covered your mouth because you know what you said accidentally. I had to get stern this time, and you cried.
The next day Daddy explained the difference between bad words and swear words. And so far no Hell words have been spoken since than. So good job, but it was so funny. I loved it. Anytime you hear a new word you always try to find ways to use it. I am sure this won't be the last time we hear a swear word from you.
You are funny! And make everyday of mine the best.
Mom;
Shandy
I love being in primary with you. I love watching you learn and being able to follow up with you on everything.
After church a couple week ago I had to drop off a book to someone for primary. I brought you along. I could not find the house and you and your smart ways, said, "Where the hell is it," I instantly asked you to say it again and there it was, "Where the hell is it," I told you that was a bad word. Oh you were so upset, you started crying and I had to hold your for 10 minutes. I asked you what was wrong and you said you said a bad word. I tried consoling you, explaining it was ok and you probably heard from TV. (we later think you learned it from a kid at church)
Later that night Grandma and Grandpa came over. You told Grandpa Craig, what you said, and that hell is a bad word and you shouldn't say that. I said Dexter, why are you saying that word again. Your response was, well I need to tell Grandpa so he knows its a bad word. Too funny.
Than later that night, we were all out in the shed figuring out a leak and you walked right in and said, "Hey, what the hell are you guys doing," You covered your mouth because you know what you said accidentally. I had to get stern this time, and you cried.
The next day Daddy explained the difference between bad words and swear words. And so far no Hell words have been spoken since than. So good job, but it was so funny. I loved it. Anytime you hear a new word you always try to find ways to use it. I am sure this won't be the last time we hear a swear word from you.
You are funny! And make everyday of mine the best.
Mom;
Shandy
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