The F word

First off let me just give a quick introduction about me. I am a mother of 4 boys. 2 of my own and 2 future step sons. I have been with the same man for almost 5 years now and i am a manger of a retail store. I am starting this blog because sometimes you just have something to say and need to get it off your chest. I am 33, so people my age remember the time we would log onto AOL and pull up our myspace and of course our online journals. We would talk about life, and how hard it is and most likely be mellow dramatic!! 9 times out of 10 we were doing it in hopes our crushes read them and knew it was them we were talking about. Times have changed. Now we just go on youtube and make complete asses out of ourselves, well the kids do. Tide pod challenge?! Really?! Speaking of kids. My almost 13 year old got into a bit of trouble with his father the other week. Apparently he dropped the F bomb at a scout meeting with some of his fellow scout troop friends. My ex was not happy and thought i should know about this ” disgusting” behavior. I took a day to get back to him because honestly, i was not mad. I did however let my son know that the F word was not a nice word and i would prefer he NOT use this word. The reality of it though is he will again. I told him to watch where he says it and who is around. Now i am 33 but i can remember the times i cursed and it was probably younger than 12. Its what we did and kids still do. We act older than we are and think its cool to curse. When i was 12, i was off doing well..lets not go there. Lets just say i had little supervision. If i wanted to go outside with my friends i would go to the woods, or wawa or wherever a parent was not and come home when it was dark out, or for dinner. We had very little communication with our parents once we left the house. No cell phones, no youtube challenges. Just us and our friends and our imagination. I am happy to say my kids are good kids. They may have a mouth but they are present, or shall i say we are present in their lives, much more than our parents were at that age. In the end I told my son to just beware of your surroundings.

Now is where ill ask you all to post a comment. a story of something your kids did or do, or even something you “got away” with in my comments. Hope you enjoyed my first rant. I am just trying to keep it Simple.