As I am in the kitchen doing a few dishes I hear Mason talking to himself while playing in the dining room. I can very distinctly hear an "F" word being said!!! I can't quite make out exactly what he is saying from the kitchen, so I quickly make my way into the next room panic stricken that my little man is saying something foul. My sweet boy is sitting in his front end loader saying "fix" as he is playing with the tools Santa brought him!!! WHEW!!! Crisis averted!
P.S. if he ever says "crap" that's my fault... that's my word and I know it. Everything else I blame on his daddy!!!