I was tired when shower time started at around 10pm last night (yeah, I still help him, I'm an enabler, whatever). I was tired, he didn't want to leave the TV to take a shower. Bad combo.
And this conversation ensued after helping him pull off his duds and stepping into the shower....
Casey: singing "Oh yeah, thats the one, my asshole!"
Casey: singing again "Oh yeah, that's the one, my asshole!"
Me: still silence, helping him wash.
Casey: staring me right in the eyes "I don't get computer tomorrow?"
Me: silently looking at him
Casey: "I don't get computer tomorrow because I said a bad word!?"
Me: a silent shrug, still making sure everything was touched by soap and water.
Casey: "Say something Mommy, say some words!"he said nervously.
Me: "What do you want me to say?"
After that, total silence from him, and total cooperation.
Seriously, is that all there is to it? All I have to do is not respond to diarreha of the mouth and it will stop? Really?.... Wish I would have known this for the last several months, especially when I thought my throat was going raw from repeating the same admonishments every time he cussed.
Geeze..... More to follow.