To put the conversation into context. Maura is currently going to a Protestant Private School. I know I know, yes, we're Catholic, but the Catholic school in town has a reputation for being rough.
While walking home from the bus stop...
Maura: You know, Mom, for a school that's all about God, the students sure say a lot of bad words.
Me: Yeah? I think you are going to find that people still do bad things even when they believe in God.
Maura: The older girls on the bus were saying LOTS of bad words.
Me (dryly): So you are learning a load of new bad words, huh?
Maura: No. They aren't new ones. Just the same old ones...the B word...the S words.
Me: The S words? I can only think of one S word.
Maura: Oh, no, there are three of them, you know? Ummmm. The opposite of the nice way to say "be quiet".
Me: Okay. I know that one.
Maura: The dog poop one.
Me: Okay, that's two.
Maura: And not being very smart?
Me: Okay so I know all three of those. I hope you know, you don't have to talk like that...even if your friends are.
Maura: I know.
This Ham is NOT Burned!
9 months ago