Okay, so you know how my parenting choices are sometimes questionable? Like the time I forgot my child had a neck tat on at church or the time I accidentally bought my child a porno? Well, along with all of these terrible parenting choices, I have also decided that I don't necessarily censor my language around my children. Instead, we try teach our children about what time and places certain language is appropriate and not appropriate. Apparently, 2 year olds don't always understand this (Who knew? Come on kid, you're making me look bad.).
So, we took Chase and Ryder to the aquatic center in Hutchinson yesterday. (On a side note, this place is awesome. What is not awesome is that Ryder learned that no one knows when you pee in a pool. What he didn't know is that his mother knows his pee face and his "pee shiver" and will still scold him for peeing next to the newborn in the kiddie pool even if no one else sees.)
Ryder had a blast climbing up this children's slide that sprays water and makes it super slippery as you go down. Ryder must have climbed up and slid down a mere 19 million times. On his millionth slide down, Ryder reached the bottom and stood up. As he stood up a child walked past him and accidentally splashed him with water. Ryder looked at me angrily and yelled, "That G*d damn kid splashed me in the face!" while he wiped his eyes with his wet arm.
And now we can't show our face again at the aquatic center.
Speaking of places where we can't show are faces anymore- Chase, Ryder and I had to leave the park one day this summer because Ryder kept yelling, "Assh*ole" over and over again for no apparent reason. And now Chase refers to the park at Ripley Elementary School as the Assh*le Park.
I would say that my parenting is pretty stellar. (You know, if you think stellar means terrible. Extremely terrible.)
Anywho, isn't Ryder cute, though? So he'll have that going for him when he is in juvie.
