I was sitting in my office one day when Livia came in and asked, “What does ‘f—‘ mean?”<\/p>\n
I had recently made a promise to myself to be honest when the kids asked about swear words. But still, I attempted to evade the question. This was Livia, though, and Livia is persistent. My attempts at evasion failed. So I had no choice. I told her what it meant, in the most polite terms, and she seemed satisfied with my answer. No big deal.<\/p>\n
But thanks, Faithful Reader, for whatever it was you did that exposed our children to the “F bomb!”<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I was sitting in my office one day when Livia came in and asked, “What does ‘f—‘ mean?” I had recently made a promise to myself to be honest when the kids asked about swear words. But still, I attempted … Continue reading