Last summer we were in Bali for a month. LagosDad, me, V, my parents, my sister, my brother and his wife.
We had the most fabulous time. However, as expected, we did get on each other’s nerves – this was bound to happen – we’re not used to all living together.
When we needed to swear/vent/curse in front of our parents, we all just said, ‘Geez man!’
I don’t know who started it (maybe me?), but it did the trick. V wasn’t speaking much at that time, but he was also saying, ‘Geez man!’ by the time we left!
So a couple of days ago I picked him up and put him on his changing table. He’s become really heavy!
The following conversation then took place….
Me: Geez man! You’re so heavy!
V (laughing): Geez man! Fucking hell!
Me (shocked, but trying not to laugh): Vinay!
V (still laughing): Geez man! Bloody hell!
Me (truly shocked by this time): Vinay! Stop talking nonsense now.
V: Geez man! Superhero!
Me: Superhero? What does ‘superhero’ mean?
V: I don’t know.
We then went on to talk about Spiderman, Batman and Superman and everything else was forgotten.
Yes, I found it funny when he swore. I think it was just the look on his face. He was laughing and laughed even more when he saw the shock on my face.
But I also know that we’ve got to be really careful about what we say in front of him. Even if we don’t think he’s listening!