bastard

So, this morning, I was fixing some breakfast for the baby and while we were waiting for the toaster, I said, “Hey, come here!” He immediately jumped into my arms and we hugged and hugged and hugged. I gave him some kisses and he started giggling and peppering my face and neck with kisses. I laughed and tried to hide my neck and it was such a gag-worthy, cute moment.

Until the baby said, “You bastard!”

Sigh. I mean, obviously, he has no idea what that means. At least, I don’t think so. I just told him not to say it again and we moved on with our lives. I did NOT get super immature and snot, “Yeah, well, at least my parents were married when I was born.” Because that would be mean and stupid and a tad messed up.

13 Responses to “bastard”

  1. Alaina Says:

    That reminds me of an episode of seinfeld.

  2. kdiddy Says:

    that’s a fairly good analogy for my life.

  3. Kizz Says:

    OK, yeah, it would have been wrong and bad and unmotherly in the extreme but it would have been funny as all get out.

  4. kdiddy Says:

    true.

  5. Kristabella Says:

    Yeah, probably a good thing to keep that one in your head.

    Although, I know you are but what am I? would have been an excellent response.

  6. kdiddy Says:

    good call.

  7. mikebee Says:

    When I was very young, proabably as old as the baby is, I learned the word “bastard” and immediately tried it out while playing Adventure on my Atari 2600. After my key was stolen for the fourth time by the black bat, I shouted at the TV, “YOU BASTARD BAT!”.

    My mother rushed into the room, slapped me across the face, told me never to say that word again and left.

  8. kdiddy Says:

    dang, I didn’t know mama battaglia had it in her.

  9. Sara Says:

    This made me laugh hysterically today. I love your baby.

  10. kdiddy Says:

    hehee, thanks!

  11. that girl Says:

    reminds me of when my daughter was 1 and said, “I dropped my fucking milk” in front of my MIL.

  12. kdiddy Says:

    ha! nice.

  13. jodi Says:

    I vividly remember the day that I learned “Son of a bitch” did NOT mean what I thought it meant! My mother pulled the Vega over and beat my ass.

    I also vividly remember the day my son said “Mother EFFER” at my in laws. I was probably close to an ass beating that day, as well.

    Thanks for the giggles…YOU BASTARD!

    another reader from da burg.

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