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.