So Tyler said his first real swear word the other night. He's been having some bigtime frustration fits lately, usually at the dinner table. This was one such evening where it was just me and the two boys while Daddy was working late. Tyler wasn't getting enough attention from me as I was trying to cook dinner and pick up after them and get them to the table and convince them they do like food other than hotdogs. He was sitting across the table from me, screaming that he "Really really want a hotdog. Please. Puhleeeze. NNnnnnaaaaahhhhhhh DAMMIT!" As soon as it came out of his mouth, the fit was over and all was quiet. I didn't even flinch and just kept right on eating. So did he. Considering all the words he's heard me use it could have been a lot worse.