Toot vs. Fart.

The great debate, before we get to that….

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We say “toot” at our house, not “fart”.

I know, I know. I am going all June Cleaver over here.

When Whirlwind says “fart”, I always look at her puzzled and tell her that I have never heard that word before.

The word “fart” bugs me. Especially when children say it.

And it bugs Whirlwind that I don’t know what it is, because usually she gets angry and yells, “FART MEANS TOOT!”

The entire conversation is a bit silly, which is another word we use around here. We use silly instead of stupid.

Which is really stupid.

Here is why…

I left the kids in the van while I ran in to drop something off at my parents. In the three minutes I was gone, Whirlwind had taught 2 year old Baby Bot some new words.

When I opened the van door he looked at me with his giant baby blue eyes and gorgeous smile and greeted me with, “Stupid Mommy.”

I was shocked.

And clearly unimpressed.

I told them that was not a nice word. And that instead, he could use the word silly.

So, now he calls me “Silly Mommy”.

And it really ticks me off. Because I know he doesn’t mean it, deep down I know he really wants to call me stupid.