Monday, February 14, 2011

When to stop doing mean things to eachother in front of your 3 year old: Even jokingly

I have to admit, I am careful around the kids, but sometimes when I get wound up I slip. My husband and I are very playful, and we often do incredibly mean things to eachother to laugh. It sounds worse than it is... Okay well maybe it is bad.

For instance we are in the kitchen doing dishes together, and I get spanked by Joel with a wooden spoon. I am so startled I shout "Oh shit, that's it I am gonna whoop your ass" then wrestle the spoon from his hand and chase him around the kitchen. Laughter ensues, mostly from the kids. Occasionally I will get scolded by Kaevuh. "Mommy, don't spank Daddy!"

I also can not count the number of times I have been assaulted by a bare hairy butt. Walk into the bedroom, and I practically trip over his bare rear end staring at me. "Haha, you looked" he shouts and quickly covers his nipples. Rightly so, he deserves a nipple pinh for that.

Well anyway, I think it is time we clean up our childish behavior a bit. While exeedingly hilarious, I heard and saw this from my daughter today.

Kaevuh: *gasp* Mommy! Is that a scary monster
Me: *not feelign the greatest, trying to stuff down my breakfast before I puke* Sure
Kaevuh: I'm gonna kick his ass!
Me: *first looking up in shock, then turning my head so she doesn't hear me giggle* No Kaevuh, don't say that. You're going to kick the monsters BUTT.
Kaevuh: His buttCRACK?
Me: Sure
Kaevuh: *hops up and runs to the window, and beats up a pretend monster for about 3 seconds, then pulls her pants down over her butt and presses it to the bay window in the dining room* Look at my buttcrack!
Me: *not sure wether to laugh, or scold. Choking back giggles I try and muster up a serious tone* Kaevuh, pull your pants up and get back to the table, that's not nice. Don't do that.

As funny as it was, and I am still snickering here writing about it, I know it was wildly inappropriate and I am just thankful she did it at home rather than in public, or with family. Although I am pretty sure my side of the family would be no less than rolling on the floor laughing to tears. I guess it's time to keep the inappropriate joking out of sight. My children have absolutely no chance at ever being normal.

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