idle chatter
Ez: "What time do you go to bed mum and dad?" about 8, or 9 or 13 o'clock?"
Me: "About elevenish"
Ez: "Sometimes me and Seth pretend we've got foot guns" aims toes at me and fires.
Me: ...............
Later, Seth is coming down the slide, when another boy slides after him, kicking him in the head
Seth: "That bloody kid, he do kick me in the head when he come down that slide, mummy"
Me: "oh, poor Sethy" pause "Did you say a sweary word Seth?"
Meanwhile, kicking boy's father tells him off for kicking Seth in the head, and looks at me for validation.
Seth: "No, I said, that bloody kid he do kick me in the head. Boy isn't a sweary word. I don't say Fuck because Daddy do say that is a sweary word"
Boys father grimaces at language and encourages his boys to run off. Other Mum's in the park start to grin at each other, whilst I dig myself further
Me: "Bloody, is a sweary word. And don't say that word either- even in explanation"
Ez: "No it in't its baslemy"
Me: "Its not really blasphemy, its..."
Seth: "Its not sweary, Dad said"
Me: "Whatever it is, its rude"
Seth: Shouting "Mummy, that rude boy, he do kick me in my head"
Ez: "He's not rude, he is naughty. Whats a baslemy, Mummy? Is that word that Seth said in the car baslemy or sweary?"
Me: "It was an accident"
Ez: "Mum, mum. Seth, what was that word you said in the car?".
Seth: "Bugger! Mum, can I do a wee outside?" Pulls down shorts and pants in the middle of the playground.
Me: "Enough! Seth, pull up your pants. We'll go for a wee in the toilet. Anymore sweary words and we'll go home"
Seth and Ez lose interest and run off toward toilets, whilst rude boy's dad stares. Mums piss themselves laughing. The ground opens and I fall in.
Comments
Ha ha ha ha ha! One of my nephews had speech dyspraxia and didn't learn to talk for ages. The one thing he managed to enunciate very loudly and clearly (and in front of a mortified grandma) was 'Bo-LLOCKS'.
All the way home.
I get told off if I say 'bloody'. By my children.