William is talking up a storm these days, but he's having the typical (or maybe not so typical...) new talker issues with a few words. Thus:
truck = f*ck
clock = c*ck
socks = sex
He uses these words a lot -- they happen to be some of his favorite things.
In the car, it's constant pointing and, "Mommy, f*ck! F*ck!!! F*CK!!!!!" Oh, and his favorite jammies happen to have fire trucks on them. They're his f*cks jammies.
In Target the other day, we happened to walk down the aisle with all the clocks and it was, "Mommy, c*ck! C*ck!!! C*CK!!!!!" Only he also had a truck in his hand, so a couple of times it was, "F*ck! See my f*ck! Ooh, Mommy, c*ck! C*ck!" And he was loud about it too. Really loud.
In the mornings when we're getting dressed, it's, "Mommy, need sex! Need sex and shoes!"
It's so freaking funny. And it will be until some Sunday morning at church when he sees another little kid with a truck.
ETA more creative spellings to circumvent the anti-naughtiness filters.