Last night we celebrated my daughters 10th birthday. We swapped stories about her being a baby and I reflected back on what I thought having kids would be like.
After the party in an effort to avoid cleaning I flipped the TV on. Within seconds I was blasted with words I would not want her to hear.
Sure, some of them were bleeped but what gets censored now is still only a fraction from what I heard growing up.
I get it. Freedom of Speech. You can say whatever the *bleep* you want. But, guess what…just because you can say it doesn’t mean I want to hear it.
When we went shopping the other day I felt that I had to dodge an aisle in the Target toy aisle because a guy decided to wear a shirt that had the F word on it.
I feel like in daily conversations even with my mommy friends I am hearing it slip in and cussing just seems to be an acceptable form of communicating.
Here is my 2cents. Be considerate of where you are and who you are around.
If you want to talk like that, your right. Go ahead. But, if my kids are around please refrain.
Not everyone wants to expose or explain those words to their little sponges aka children.