So it happened. Finally, one of my kids has decided to cuss like mom. Can anyone guess who it might be? Of course, it’s the Baby Hulk. Who else could it be?

While at the doctor’s office today, I asked BH to put on his jacket. He said he didn’t want to put on his bleeping jacket. When I kept asking him to repeat himself just in case I heard wrong, he had no problem letting me know that he didn’t need his bleeping jacket. It wouldn’t have been so bad except for the fact that Lance was there. So both me and BH had lectures on our potty mouths. Maybe I’ll give up cussing for Lent this year.