Oh S#*T!

After a long evening of house talk, Jay was promised that we would make cupcakes, the next night, if he was good. He followed through with his end of the deal, so i figured I should too. Tonight, as he was sprinkling, the blue cupcakes with green icing, he exclaimed... " OH SHIT"... in shock, I asked, what did you just say? All Jay could do was start apologizing for the spilled sprinkles in the cupcake carrier. I repeatedly asked him, what he said, and told him it was a BAD word... Jay was so caught up in the sprinkle mishap, that he was missing the point. SHIT is a bad word. I hope it sank in somehow... I can't imagine what the teachers will say about a Jay comment at school :) Having an eager to be big boy, is sure gonna make me learn to behave.