F-bombs, that is.
Leonard learned a new word at daycare yesterday... how fantastic is that? He apparently used it twice while he was there, once at lunch and once out on the playground. Once his teacher told him that it was a bad word, he didn't say it again though, so I suppose that's something. When The Wife first learned of this happening, she told the teacher that she didn't know where he learned it. The teacher then re-assured her that there was another little boy that "knows all of the words" and that was where Leonard had heard it. They're two years old, so I guess they really are like little sponges and/or parrots... learning and repeating everything they hear and see. The real question is... did he use it in the correct context? Hopefully we'll never have to find out.
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