John Wayne - Ya S.O.B!

Last week the boys were on Spring Break.  We didn't do a whole lot because we have a big family vacation planned at the beginning of summer. Besides, the weather here in Spring is so bipolar;  sunny and warm one day and then the next day it is overcast and snowing.  Unfortunately, we had more of the latter on spring break.  To pass the time on those nasty days, we would have movie days and cuddle under blankets and eat popcorn and watch a movie.

One particular movie we watched, courtesy of my Dad, was "The Cowboys" with John Wayne. 

The boys are into cowboys right now and my Dad thought they would enjoy it becuase the "cowboys" were actually young boys helping John Wayne escort a herd of cattle across the open range to a prospective buyer. 

We got all cuddled in and started the movie.  Since it was given to us by my Dad I figured it would be a somewhat "G" rated movie.  This was not the case.  John Wayne was cussing up a storm in the movie, but most of the words he said were ones the boys have heard before and they know they are bad and are not to repeat them.  The boys were getting bored with the movie and were in and out of the room and I finally just turned the TV off because we had to get ready to go grocery shopping. 

I told the boys (**reminder - they are just 6 and 4 years old) to go upstairs and change their clothes becuase we were getting ready to leave.  I proceeded to my bedroom to change and get ready as well.  I was in my bathroom, getting ready to brush my teeth when I hear my 6 year-old yell at his little brother, "Go change your clothes, ya SON OF A BITCH!"  Then I hear my 4-year-old yell, " OKAY Ya SON OF A BITCH!" and then slam his bedroom door. 

I immediately spit out my toothpaste or I would have had toothpaste come out of my nose from laughing so hard.  So I try to compose myself and go to my 6-year-old's room and tell him what he yelled was a BAD WORD.  However, I was still giggling and I think he had a hard time taking me seriously.  I finally got control of myself and told them both that what they said was a really bad word and if you call someone that you could really hurt their feelings.  The oldest apologized and said, he didn't know that was a bad word and if it was such a bad word why was I laughing when I told him.  I honestly didn't have an answer for him.  As bad as it sounds, there is just something funny about hearing cuss words come out of little mouths in the proper context! 

So needless to say, I called my father to thank the son of a bitch for exposing my boys to this wonderful John Wayne movie!