Aw, shit.
For the second time today, I've heard my dear sweet Lucylu struggle to do something and then exclaim, "Dammit!" As in, this stupid Play-Doh container won't open! Or, I can't get my strawberry sandal on!
I'm not saying anything.
I'm not saying anything.
posted by Mary Ellen at
2:56 PM
3 Comments:
Geez, and I haven't even been to your house...
April whispered "Dammit!" when she was getting into the car last week. I didn't even want to look at my husband, at the triumph in his eyes at my past insistence that she doesn't hear me swear all the time.
At least she uses it correctly
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