Zack: Blah, blah...kills me. Blah, blah...I'm going to kill. Kill. Kill. Kill.
[Methinks my son has settled on a favorite new word. He does not watch The Sopranos.]
Day after day...
MM: Zack, I don't want to hear you say 'kill' all day long.
MM: I said stop saying 'kill'.
MM: Please say 'live' or 'resurrect'.
MM: I've made it pretty clear that you need to stop threatening to kill things/people/villains/invisible friends. Even pretending. 'We' don't threaten people.
Zack: What about Corbin Bleu?
MM: What??? Why would we want to hurt him?
Zack: You threatened to kill Corbin Bleu on Sunday!! Remember?
I know I was sick Sunday, but rest assured, no casual threats were coming from my lips while my rump was planted on the sofa.
Not in front of the kids anyway.
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