I Swear in Front of My Kids and I Don’t Give a Damn

Re-blogging this post my wife sent me this morning, if for no other reason than this line here:

“Similarly, when I step on a LEGO while rushing to get my 1-year-old a bottle at 3 AM, I know the only way to feel better is a hearty F-bomb repeatedly shout-whispered into the darkness of night. Spoken morphine. No other word will suffice.”

The struggle is real folks!

I’m re-writing the swear-word rules in my house and I’m not ashamed to admit it.

Source: I Swear in Front of My Kids and I Don’t Give a Damn

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