that I encouraged my innocent two year old to repeat over and over again f*u*c*k, f*u*c*k, f*u*c*k, and giggled every time?
We saw the one large fire truck, the ladder truck, in town and I pointed it out to the girls. They were the only ones in the van...Ruby was so excited bi f*u*c*k, bi f*u*c*k, she says.
I couldn't resist, every single truck I saw, I would point it out, "look, Rub, look, a big truck!" "Did you see the truck, Rub?" "Ruby, look a big truck...!"
And each time she would squeal excitedly "f*u*c*k, f*u*c*k, bi, f*u*c*k!
And every time, I laughed.