A bit of background for this story…
Blake is 2. He goes to a childminder who is supported by trainee childminders and so there are quite a few children in her setting, which Blake loves as he is very sociable and adores all his friends there. He is the youngest boy there by a few years. His boy mates include;
Oliver – aged 5
Alfie – aged 5
Luke – aged approx 8
And then not a boy but Emily (who is the childminder’s granddaughter) is 8 and joins in playing with the big boys.
Now my childminder had to have a word with me the other day because Blake had got into trouble. Trouble that has caused us to question our parenting and now watch every single thing we say in the Ray house.
Imagine the scene, Blake and all his little friends above, along with a couple more toddlers are sat round the dinner table eating their snack. For some reason a row breaks out between the older children about their Dads and the materialistic things they own which make them cool and superior.
The conversation goes something like this;
Oliver “My Dad’s got an iPhone 5”
Alfie “Well my Dad’s got a Bee-Em-Wuvvle-Wuu”
Luke “Well my Dad’s got an Xbox”
Emily “My Dad’s got an iPad and an iPhone”
Oliver “Well my Dad is like a giant”
Alfie “My Dad is the strongest”
Blake (at the top of his voice) “My Daddy say “FUCKIN HELL”!”
Oh. My. Word!!!! Parent failure or what?????
Any tips on dealing with swearing toddlers gratefully received!