It's always difficult to not freak out when your child utters his or her first expletive. No matter how hard you try to shield them from vulgar language, and no matter how hard you try to not freak out when they invariably bust out with one of the really, really bad ones in public, it is just going to happen. El Hubbo and I have managed fairly well to remain calm and attempt to stress the seriousness to our children of not using many of the words they will overhear or learn from their friends. I've even been known to get up from a table in a restaurant and ask the people next to us to watch their language. We relocated from our seats at a certain college baseball stadium. We've taken extra precautions to edit our own language, which is difficult when one has just broken one's toe against the foot of the bed. (Yep, speaking from experience.) El Hubbo, in his extraordinarily creative way, has more than once had a standard household incident that causes im...
The always random, occasionally complex, often confounded commentary and narrative of one West Texas woman's life.