Context

Bad words have been an issue lately.

I have requested NOT to hear about any bodily functions unless assistance is needed.

I have requested NOT to hear judgment on a brother’s intelligence if the assessment is below average.

Ryan(8) is my biggest policy enforcer…and offender. He has a little issue controlling his own use of these words, but has no issue with reporting their use by others.  

Citizen’s Arrest!   Citizen’s Arrest!

Recently, I walked through the living room while the boys were watching some random children’s TV programing.

Ryan:   Mom, you shouldn’t let us watch this.

Me:   Why not?

It has bad words in it.

I look over to the TV for a closer look at what they are watching…Diego.

Diego does NOT have bad words.

Oh yes it does!

No it doesn’t.

Yes!

*this goes on for awhile until I realize that I am an adult arguing over bad words in the show Diego with an 8 year old*

Ryan!   Stop it.   Diego doesn’t have bad words in it.

Rhett(4):   *giggling* Yes!   He said Toot!

In the context of riding a train…

You won’t let us say toot.

I do in the context of riding a train.

Video games have bad words in them too.

Not the ones I let you play.

Uh-huh!

*Reid(6) and Rhett nod their head in agreement*

Rhett:   Yes!   Thomas says STUPID.

What?   When?

Thomas the Tank Engine says good job stupid!

There is no way that Thomas the Tank Engine says good job stupid.

I look over and all three boys are giggling, whispering and shushing amongst themselves.   A big secret is about to be revealed…

Reid:   Yes he does mom.   Ryan enters his name as Stupid.