Yesterday night, while tucking Aidan into bed, I heard a loud "poot" sound and the li' bugger looked at me and giggled. "Was that you who farted?", I asked..
He nodded ..and then he started muttering "fart fart fart..puck puck puck..f**k f**k f**k!". He must have seen my horrified expression and was bemused by it and continued to utter that dreaded word repeatedly!! Gawd..my worst fears have come true. That incident wasn't a fluke..
And what do you think was the first thing he said to me this morning when I greeted him..*sob*
Gah! Hope he didn't repeat those words in school or he'll be the first boy ever to be expelled from playschool!