Ferocious: you wouldn’t like me when I’m angry
Goodness. Don’t touch my freakin’ lollipop!
My 5 year old came home today from school saying “freakin’”. Gotta let those go. Make a big deal and it sticks more often than not. Most of them pass him by. A few weeks ago he said, “Daddy, the ‘f’ word is really bad.”
My wife and I looked at each other and did the silent “woah” and I said, “No kidding? What’s the ‘f word’?”
He looked around to make sure the coast was clear and whispered, “fight.”
Whew. Still 5.
Hope you like the illo. Happy Friday.