Today was my day to clean out the closets and rotate the winter and summer clothes. I had piles all lined up according to sizes in my room and I was making the kids try them on for the new summer season.
Rugby and Emerson were together trying on shorts and Emerson tells Rugby, "Those make you look fat!"
My eyes bug out and my jaw drops to the floor in complete shock.
The mister steps in and says, "That's a bad word and you shouldn't say it." (I'm pretty sure the mister has been around long enough to know my hot buttons. He's so smart.)
Rugby pipes up and adds, "Yeah, it's the F word!"
I couldn't help but giggle. Perhaps it's not theF word but it's my F word.