...by a 2 1/2 year-old!
This morning on the way to work, not only was it snowing and I was running late, but we seemed to be having to stop at every stoplight between our house and Deb's (there are many). I was frustrated so I murmured, "Son of a bitch." to myself. Kyler responded with, "What Mom?" I told him that I was sick of having to stop at every red light. Then he said, "Ok, don't say bitch again Mom!" Humbly, I told him he was right and chuckled underneath my breath. Thinking of this has kept me smiling all day! Thanks for the advice Kyler!
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