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!