Nice. Thanks for reading my funny little blog about the boy who says a lot of sh*t. Amazing that I’ve gotten 18,000 views. Well, 18,001. But who’s counting?

We’re visiting my family this weekend in Massachusetts. Which involves a lot of eating. Ugh. We normally go out for breakfast, and then go somewhere afterwards to eat. Seriously. When Jack and I arrived…everyone got a taste of Jack’s new colorful language.

Jack: Why the hell are we standing around in the kitchen, let’s go!

me (and family): WHAT??

me: Sigh…Home Alone… “Why the hell’d you take your shoes off, why the hell are you dressed like a chicken”…it was bound to happen.

Jack: That’s not bad.

me: Yea it is. Don’t say it.

Jack: Is this just more stuff for your blog??? Shit my 6-year-old says?

me: Sigh…Well it’s “7” now…so I guess 7 year olds should know about good manners and language, eh?

Jack: (with a British accent) Terribly sorry mutha, but I’ve got to go to the loo!

me: Sigh…