John Jacob Jingle Heimer.....
I'm out here, minding my own business, getting my accounting on. The kids are in the back room, playing very nicely. I was just thinking how lucky I am that they basically take care of themselves.
Colton is just singing along: "John, Jacob, Jingle Heimer Schmidt..." He changes the words around a bit to make it silly, each round brings a new slew of silliness. Then there is a gasp from his other mother (Gabriela Catalina, of course). Silence. Pitter patter down the hallway.
Colton- "Mommy? Is sh*t a bad word?"
Oh for crying out loud.
You know Gabriela Catalina, sometimes, if you just let something go, he'll never know the difference. But thank you for letting him know.
Colton is just singing along: "John, Jacob, Jingle Heimer Schmidt..." He changes the words around a bit to make it silly, each round brings a new slew of silliness. Then there is a gasp from his other mother (Gabriela Catalina, of course). Silence. Pitter patter down the hallway.
Colton- "Mommy? Is sh*t a bad word?"
Oh for crying out loud.
You know Gabriela Catalina, sometimes, if you just let something go, he'll never know the difference. But thank you for letting him know.
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