Lizzy and Justin often watch Phineas & Ferb, which has a character named Perry-the-Platypus. Recently, Lizzy has taken to calling Perry by the last syllable of his name, "Pus".
Also, Lizzy's current pronunciation of "frog" sounds exactly like a particular four-letter word that starts with f and ends with k.
So, today we were at Wal-Mart, passing by the shoe section. The endcap had a whole bunch of fuzzy slippers, which Lizzy spotted immediately.
"Elmo!" she happily yelled.
"CAR!" she screamed as we continued on our way.
And then, we came across the most unfortunate slipper display that could ever exist in my universe--a HUGE rack of Perry-the-Platypus slippers right next to a HUGE rack of Kermit-the-Frog slippers.
So my sweet Lizzy, so excited that she knew the words for both types of slippers, begins yelling "PUS! F#@K! PUS! F#@K!" at the top of her lungs in the middle of Wal-Mart.
I kid you not. I didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Obviously, most people around us didn't immediately recognize as "Platypus! Frog!", but rather what she was quite literally saying. Oh, if only you could have seen the looks we received...and she was so excited, that I couldn't for the life of me get her to stop.
And that, my friends, is how a series of unfortunate events resulted in me becoming the mama with the swearing toddler in the Super Wal-Mart.
It's okay, go ahead and laugh. I did :)