This is a comment by HappyGoLuckyBrightNSunny on the post “F**k Yeah! Parenting Advice from A Foul-Mouthed Father“.
I have this conversation with my nearly 6 yr old almost daily. He laughs when someone sings bad words in the car or hears them on TV when watching non PG shows. My mom, his gramma, NEVER uses foul words. However, she recently went to a Vietnamese restaurant. I told her that you use the name of the restaurant AFTER saying the word for soup, which of course in Viet is Pho (Pronounced Fuh). “So, Ma, for instance if the restaurant is ‘King’ how would you say the name?”
“Pho-King. Oh my GOD!” Yep, I made her say it. After 40 yrs I FINALLY heard my mom use the *F* word. It was brilliant. This was, mind you, over the phone as she was sitting in the restaurant at the time. My 5 yr old, sitting next to me listening to the convo, also put the phrase together and said *fucking*. He immediately started to cry & buried his head in the cushions of the sofa in absolute horror.
After my wife and I picked ourselves up off the floor, tears dripping from our chins from laughter, we consoled him and let him know that it was OK. We say bad words all the time. It’s no big deal. Sooner or later, you will too. And it’s OK. They’re just words. We laughed in hysterics for days.
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