As parents, we try to imitate good behavior for our children. But sometimes we fail.. and Lou's and my back-up plan is to spell out or abbreviate any words that we don't want our kids to use or know about. (I guess if we were the "perfect" parents, we would live in a pollyanna bubble and there wouldn't be a need to spell out any bad words!)
The most often *censored* word in the Garcia home is jacka$$. Why is it a favorite? I don't know- the idea of it just seems to roll off our lips...constantly. Its most frequent use is in the car and it has been abbreviated down to the letters "J.A."
At first the trio didn't pay attention to us. But as time went on, they thought it was the name to a person, so they would start to ask where J.A. was? Where's Daddy's friend, J.A.? Do you know J.A.?
Recently, we were alone with Mateo in the car and again, a situation arose where Lou had to acknowledge the JA on the road. Mateo, not being the most attentative listener, thought that Lou had said "G8" instead of J.A. So now, he is on the hunt to find the G8 that was slowly pulling the rock across the street which was tying up traffic and almost lead to a car accident. But he can't tackle this task on his own. Oh no. He has called upon his sisters to help him. So now, every time we get into the car (and yes, it is EVERY time we get into the car).... we search for orange clues (G8 was wearing an orange construction vest) which will inevitably lead us to G8.
Could we be so lucky as to find him?
