F is for . . .
One cold winter day, my then 5- or 6-year -old brother said exactly the following:
"It's the F-word cold!"
"Trevor!" my mother exclaimed. (Even if you're not saying the actual F-word, you really shouldn't even be referring to it, at that age.)
"What?" he innocently replied.
"We don't say that word."
"What word?"
"The F-word."
"Freezing?"
Pause
"Is that what you meant by 'the F-word'?"
"Yeah. It's freezing cold!"
"Oh. Just say 'freezing,' honey."
"OK."
(One suspects that he had heard the phrase "the F-word" somewhere, and had wrongly surmised that it could stand in for any F-word.)
3 Comments:
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Nice story.
Reminds me of my little brother (probably about 7?) who started to want to French kiss other people in the family. It was really alarming to us when we heard him talking about it. Then we found out that he meant kissing them on one cheek and then on the other cheek. Like French people do.
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Dimmi's story's pretty F-word too.
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