Apparently I have been watching my foul mouth lately. I know this because Tyler has begun using strong language when he gets frustrated, but the language isn't all that bad. For example, recently while concentrating on coloring he broke a crayon. He threw the broken crayon down and exclaimed "Jesus!" As soon as the word came out of his mouth I knew he picked that one up from me. Ooops. He's been interested in trying to put his own shoes on lately. It is not an easy task to squeeze his extra wide feet into his snug sneakers. After several failed attempts this morning, he yelled "Dang!" Yes, dang. I can live with these words coming out of my little dude's mouth. But last night at dinner Shawn was describing the new BBQ rotisserie and said "It's so fricking heavy." Tyler promptly turned to me and said "It is fricking heavy, Mama." That one is not going to fly at daycare.