I was driving home from work the other day listening to Eminem’s Recovery disc, not really paying any attention to what was coming out of my radio. My mind was on a million and three other things. I got to daycare to pick up Doodles. When we got in the car he was full of his day. After 2 or 3 blocks he got quiet. All of a sudden…
“Mommy, I heard that F word.”
“Nothing. Where are we going?”
“Therapy…can you be quiet, traffic is horrible.”
HELLO….Clue number 1 that something was amiss! Yep, I missed it. Quiet 6 year old?!?!
After therapy we went into Chick-Fil-A and we were goofing around, being silly. And out of that boy’s mouth pops…
“Mommy, you are so hysterical you should be workin at a circus like a clown.” (said in total rap, gangsta beat)
The light bulb was starting to flicker, but still dim….this teenage boy looked at him, looked at me and asked “did he just sing Eminem?”
Doodles laughes…and looks at the boy and tells him “yes, we listened to the CD. There was lots of F words.” OH NO!!!! My eyes pop out of my head…the teenage boys laugh and look at me “Cool”. Not cool…6, so not cool to expose my child to that!
WINNER – Worst mother of the year….right here! I win!!!! Woot. I just can’t wait until he tells everyone at church what kind of music mommy lets him listen too………UGH. FAIL