I was in the Navy.
I was also raised to act like a lady in polite society. But when I spent time with my friends in engineering on the ship I did speak the language.
That's the same excuse I hear from my son, April!!
I've always been pretty controlled about where and when I swear. My kids were out of high school before they were swearing around me.
Except for one very memorable time...
My daughter was three and a half. It was Thanksgiving and we had a house full of my ex's fellow urology residents and their significants over for dinner. We had finished dinner, and everyone was sitting in the family room - kitchen while I was fixing dessert.
My beautiful little cherub wanted to help Momma serve the "punkin pie wif cream" ....
She managed the delivery of the first and second ones just perfectly.
The third....slid off the plate onto the carpet.
This beautiful little blonde cherub says....."Well sh-i-i-it...."
Just at the same moment that all conversation in the room had stopped for 3 seconds.
The guy who lived across the street (who is also my son's godfather)....laughed and said...."Hey, Deb....she sounds exactly like you!"
Everyone laughed....except my ex husband....who was ticked...and me...who was mortified.
Sometimes ....there's just nothing you can say or do..... :clueless: