My 2 year old uses potty language appropriately. Oh dear lord. He uses it to express his anger or frustration.
I'll admit, it's kinda cute to witness.
I'll also admit, Jeff and I don't really censor our language around here. In my case, a quick "oh for FUCK sake" releases some of the tension of a situation and allows me to gain some patience.
Trust me, I have learned patience over the years of being a parent and it definitely did NOT come naturally. I'm not patient by nature. Impatience is a key personality trait of mine. Anyone close to me will confirm this truth.
I suspect that in Jeff's case it's much the same, except the explosion would be a little more like this:
My reaction x 1 billion = the world falling of it's axis and getting sucked into a black hole and now the world has come to an end.
Okay, perhaps a little dramatic. And I digress.
So we swear here. Some more than others. We've tried policing our language but it's hard and we haven't been too successful.
So here's the new plan. We're just ignoring it until he's a bit older, then soap in the mouth if he hasn't outgrown this phase. If that doesn't work, last resort is duct tape over the mouth. That'll learn 'im.
Liam tested me only once with the soap and never again. Heck, the kid even broke down in tears one time when I asked him to repeat something another child had said, and it turned out the other kid had taken the lord's name in vain.
Seriously Liam? Over that?
Anyway, it's not PC, and that's okay. I'm not trying to win any parenting awards. And I'm pretty okay with admitting to my hypocrisy.