The g-word
Today as we were driving into town, Elisa's voice suddenly piped up from the back seat, "Mom, Leland said the g-word when we were at his house." I quickly did a mental scan of all the possibilities for this word apparently bad enough to be reduced to its initial.
I couldn't think of any that were so vulgar that I shouldn't ask, so I did. "What is the g-word, Elisa?"
She answered me in her most sweet, truthful voice, "Shut up."
In all my years of learning several languages, I never knew that the g-word was 'shut up'. So I thought I better share the new information so you can file it away for future reference.
posted by Kari at 4:16 PM
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I've got 27 years as a teacher under my belt and I've raised 2 kids and I've gotta tell you....that's a new one on me!
Hi Kari- I just spent about 1/2 hour catching up on all your blogs. What fun. Keep up the great work. I loved them all and can't believe our kids are growing up so fast. Julianne should be home by now I would guess since it is just 14 days til Marie comes. I hope we can host a student one of these days. Love and miss ya.
--Kim
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