I got this text from our sitter, nanny, friend (whatever term you prefer to use) last night as we snuck out for coffee and beignets.
Finwe just yelled to Inwe, "Oh, damn! You're in first place!" And, I yelled in from the laundry room, "Finwe?" And, he said, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to say 'damn'."
My only reply was that he is such a boy. I did glower at the husband. I'm sure he learned it from him. The text I got back from T turned that mean look into the squint of a laugh.
Thank god I was in a different room so he didn't see me laugh.