Friday, February 11, 2011

things you don't want your kids to say.

Case in point... the movie Hairspray. Seems like a perfectly good, family fun kind of movie. It talks about how things were before integration. It's got Zac Efron. It's like High School Musical with a higher calling. You know, they fight for the equality of everyone! They dance, they sing, they refer to the black people as Negroes, which is time appropriate.

Except, out of the mouth of a three year old, it doesn't sound like Negroes. It sounds a lot like, "Oh. My. God. Where the hell did you hear that word? No. Don't say that word, it's not a nice word. No, don't say 'hell' either. Oh my God, Oh, My God, Oh my God!No! Don't say Oh My God!!!!!!"

I know. I know. 97% of that one's my fault. But seriously. Having your child sing the words to you...anything by Katy Perry, for instance. Black Eyed Peas, perhaps? Nothing like watching an eleven year old get down to "My Humps.."

I assure you, she does not have humps, and yet, there she is screaming the words and shaking her bottom like she's a double d, and I'm left to wonder who let that happen? Because it sure as hell wasn't me. (Despite my free usage of the word hell in this one piece, I usually keep it pretty clean.) I don't play that crap. At least that particular song...

And then the three year old is singing it. My Humps, My Humps, My lovely little lumps. It's just a song, and yet, I don't want my kids singing it, and I have no idea where they even heard it, I just know it wasn't here.

Hmmm. Some other examples..."Somebody Told Me" Nothing like hearing a sweet 3 year old singing about someone taking off their dress. I'm like, Honey, I think they want to put their clothes back on...they're singing about getting dressed.

Oh, Okay.

That one's going to come back to haunt me, I just know it.

Nothing sounds the same coming out of the mouth of your child. They are quite telling little mirrors, aren't they?


Gail Baugniet said...

Hi, I'm trying to hop on the bandwagon for Thursday Blog Hop (it is still Thursday here, so I'm just getting in under the wire.)

Your post is so funny, especially about your little one getting down to "My Humps".

I get my enjoyment from nieces and nephews who are all my "kids", but they are grown now so it was fun hearing about yours.


Savvy and Chic Mommy said...

Hello -

Thanks for the posts and feedback for breastfeeding support. I checked it out and have bookmarked it for reading.

I would've reacted the same way if my child said that, that way.

Hope you are well. Drop by soon

Kyla said...

Hil-ar-i-ous!!! I so totally can relate! Before I had kids I wasn't quite a sailor but def did not have kid-appropriate language. Now that I have kids (especially little girls) I'm like.. Don't say butt, say bottom!" But then whenever I have a sitter I'm like, "%$#@ the *&^% and )(#%$%^&!!

I following back from the hop and looking forward to reading more!

Aphrodite's Mortal Friend said...

Well worded- and yea, the one about taking cloths off is a tough one but I like your idea to turn it around ;-)Stopping by from Thirtsy Thursdays- better late than never- and now I'm following you; hope you can stop by soon and return the favor!

Mrs. E said...

Lol. They pick it all up don't they? Thanks for the follow. I'm following back & I'm looking forward to reading your posts :)

SamanthaD said...

Too funny. My 7 year old is horrible about saying stuff in public!

Great post!
The Mom and Dad Reviews

Tales of a Hockey Wife said...

Thanks for the blog visit and follow. I almost spit my (beer) drink my kids are watching Hairspray right now. My children love the black eyed peas, and I have to turn a blind eye to their dancing and singing! But then again, we have a pole in our living room (see previous post on my blog) I guess I am to blame!

Cheers...I am a new follower!

mommatojoa said...

I am a new follower from the monday blog hop but I just HAD to comment on this post!

I so know what you mean.

I get irritated and the closest to cursing I come is "frickin'". Well when my son was 3 I was getting irritated trying to buck his carseat into the car. He looks up at me and says "Mommy, is that a stupid frickin belt?"

I did not know what to say or how to react. Part of me is like "Well at least he isn't saying the real word" but the other part is saying "Oh my goodness what am I teaching this sweet little boy???

Anyway, check out my blog and follow back if you'd like!