“Don’t worry that children never listen to you; worry that they are always watching you.”
I hate bees.
Or rather, I’m terrified of anything that has the ability to sting. The fact that they can also fly is just ridiculous. Actual bees themselves aren’t so bad–wasps are the ones I have a serious problem with.
In any case, I’m not fond of flying, stinging insects. My signature move is ducking, flailing, and telling them to “fuck off” when they get too close. This has proven to be problematic for a couple reasons.
Last weekend, my two-year-old son eagerly went to Grandma’s, where he spends much of the day playing outside. We live in the South, which means we still have 85-degree days in the fall. Consequently, this means we still have bees.
When I arrived to pick up Jayden, my mom informed me (much to my horror) that he had been cussing at bees.
Wonder where he picked that one up? Young children truly are little sponges. Aside from the obvious problem, there’s also the issue of teaching him to fear bees. I don’t want him to be afraid of them just because mommy is.
I knew I had to make some changes. Now, when a bee gets close, I try to remain as calm and as still as possible and say, very politely, “go away, bee.” Or at least that’s what I do when Jayden is in earshot.
What about you? Has your child said a swear word? How did you handle it? Let me know in the comments!