Potty Mouth

I probably curse more than someone with two little kids should. I know that I shouldn't, but I served a little time (like 5 YEARS!!) in the Army, and I'll blame them for my Potty Mouth.

Funny story though (thanks to my BFF Heather for reminding me about it this morning): When I was pregnant with Cannon, I was having a perfectly innocent conversation with my husband and I asked him at one point to remind me frequently to do my Kegel exercises.

Why on EARTH my 18 month old Grant picked up on this word is as beyond me now as it was then, but he took immense pleasure in repeating the word. A LOT. Thankfully, because of the frequent reminder from my TODDLER, I probably had the strongest vagina EVER. Sorry, pubococcygeus muscles.

Just kidding. But, remember what I said about zero boundaries. This probably qualifies. Although Kegel isn't a "curse word", this post can be generally used as fair warning that I probably do curse too much. But mostly in person and not in writing.

Hee Hee.