Phuc, Phuc, Phuc

We’re at the park this morning.

There’s kids and parents all around.

Abigail starts running around and climbing stuff all the while saying “Phuc, phuc, phuc”.

shit.

really?

Lamely, I try to cover it up with “Are you looking for frogs? No frogs here. There back at home.”

It wasn’t anywhere near as funny as I ever thought it would be.

All of the sudden my kid is the delinquent running around cursing.

No wonder no one would talk to me.

Where’s she get that anyway?

Then I hear Mumford & Sons singing “Little Lion Man” on satellite radio tonight. Ah! That’s where she got that. Whew!

🙂

– b