It's no secret that I have a bit of a potty mouth, er, curse like a sailor. That's what having two brothers will do to you. So, that, coupled with the fact that I love all types of hip-hop, makes me aware that I need to watch what I say and listen to/watch around Nigel. Evidently, so does the dad at the playground this morning.
It was me and Nigel, a mom and her two girls, and a dad and his two boys. The oldest boy, who was 3 or 4, was obviously waiting for a playmate because he yelled across the playground twice to his dad: "Where the HECK is Abi?" Argh.... kids! - Sarah
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