Food To Swear By
(My sister, age two and a half, is sitting at the table in her booster chair looking at her baked potato. Suddenly, she begins to scream.)
Sister: “F***!”
(We all turn to look at her, aghast.)
Sister: “F***! F***!”
Mother: “Sweetie, what…why are you shouting?”
Sister: *shouting* “I want f***!”
(She points angrily at her potato.)
Mother: *to my father* “She heard that from you, you realize!”
Father: *to my mother* “As if you never swear!”
(My parents proceed to fight. My sister is still screaming and pointing at her food. I slowly walk over to the silverware drawer, remove one item, and hold it up where my sister can see it. She squeals in delight and bounces in her chair.)
Sister: “Yay!”
Me: “Yes, sweetheart. Here comes your fork.”
Our parents: *in unison* “Oh!”
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