Everybody wants their kids to hit that important milestone of speaking. Right up until they do. We were the same. One of my concerns is that I sometimes have a dirty mouth. Not the “doesn’t brush his teeth” kind. My teeth are fairly immaculate. I’m talking the “swears more than he sometimes should” type. I never swore on what you would term a regular basis, but I’m a true believer that certain occasions call for a good curse word. Car accidents; for instance. If you are ever in one, even a minor one, having the F word be the first thing out of your mouth is a perfectly acceptable situation, in my opinion. But at times in my life the definition of “acceptable situation” slide a bit; sometimes more than a bit. During those times, I would find things like not getting a letter in the mail sufficient reason to let go with a chosen word. As in: “S***, the mail came and I didn’t get this letter to the mailbox yet.” ...
We tried for one, and we ended up with a bushel of fun.