Lately I’ve been hearing echos. Like Tuesday Cameron came home from school quoting I am sexy and I know it by LMFAO. I was stunned he said that a girl at his school had taught him the words. I asked him what it meant and he said it was a song about sexy. We had a long conversation about not using words that he doesn’t know the meaning. He agreed that he wouldn’t repeat words unless he knows what they mean.
Nate instead decided last weekend to quote someone closer to home. I don’t remember what happened but I got mad and my voice started getting louder and I heard this little voice say “You’re getting mad. Breath. You need a relax.” I couldn’t decide if I was going to scream or fall over laughing. Daddy’s words in Nate’s happy tones.
They’re little tape recorders just storing away everything they hear to use against their parents at a later date. T.V., movies, music, friends and family. It’s all just verbal ammo for them one day in the future. I always try to be careful of what I say around the kids but I am also finding I have to train them how to use (or not) what they hear in the world around them. They grow to fast and they world is always expanding. My boys aren’t babies anymore.