24 February 2011

Sh!t

So we're heading down to catch the bus, just got in the lift....the lift then stops at the next floor down, thus delaying us slightly.

Muttering quietly under her breath, Kate says,"Oh, shit."

You can imagine, I chastised her appropriately (or even slightly over the top - I let her know that language like that actually deserves a smack (thus letting her off lightly as I didn't actually smack her)).

And then I giggled all the way back home.  Is that bad?

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