Sooo, Lincoln is in to digging holes. Everyday, Stan comes home, discovers the mess, grabs the dog and takes him outside and.... Anyway, yesterday the dog did it again so the kids and I were going to scoop it up before daddy came home and gets coo coo crazy. Well, we forgot... And we went out for a late errand and pulled around the corner and saw the mess again.
[Girls] Mom, we forgot to clean up the dirt!
[Mom] It's okay, I already told Daddy on the phone.
[Ainsley] Did he say Gawd Dammit?
[Mom - inhaling, breathy] uuuhhhh!
[Ainsley - looked behind her to see what I was wincing at] What? Then asking again, "Mom, did he say Gawd Dammit?"
[Mom] Ainsley, don't stay that! It's a bad bad bad word!
[Ainsley] But, Daddy says that all the time....????
Let me tell you a story about who is in the dog house now and it is NOT brown and furry!