So here’s something I also learned on our trip . . . my children have followed in their mother’s footsteps and have sailor mouths. When the 4 year old said “What the Hell?” to her father, I knew we had lost any semblance of control.
So, here’s what I learned about how to control sailor mouths and the many uses of duct tape:
1) Yup, sometimes you will have to pull out an oldie but goodie from the Christmas Story; after 5 days in a confined space and no movies, it’s amazing how “comfortable” the children get with their language. I cannot imagine where they get their language from; as I was disciplining them, all I said was “damnit, you know you shouldn’t say that”. Ok, maybe I wasn’t that bad, but any of you who know me well know that this was a “do as I say, not as I do” moment. Also, just to give my mother a break, I did not cuss at all when I was a kid. It wasn’t until college that I picked up that bad habit. I guess it was crack or cussing. Sometimes I’m not sure what my mother would have preferred I pick up. J With as bad as my mouth is, the kids were getting worse as the miles dragged on and I really needed to pull out something drastic. I may have photos of this soap adventure, but again, I have to have plausible deniability in case any of you call child protective services. It did work to control the language, so hopefully we don’t have a repeat.
|Ego making her snowcone.|
2) When you wash your children’s mouths out with soap, you should probably provide them with a snow cone chaser to get the soap taste out. I do have compassion and I felt so bad about the soap that I may have allowed the children to have homemade snow cones with extra syrup! Yes, that probably completely undid the punishment!
|Superego taping herself|
|Id was having a moment and didn't|
want her photo taken!