Parents, watch your language!

Parents, watch your language! - Gene Stone

“It may not look like spring is here, with snow still being visible, but rest reassured, summer’s on its way here!” That’s what my youngest daughter told me when she heard me mumbling about the snow. That’s when I understood that her ears were working harder than an antenna, picking up on each tiny little sound I made. 

My wife mentioned I should watch my language when I am around the kids, especially little Kate, but I just nodded my head, thinking she was exaggerating, as usual. You know how women have a tendency of exaggerating stories. My wife she is the type of helicopter parent, constantly hovering around the kids, being overprotective. If you’d ask me, this type of approach only inhibits the child and prevents him from making his own thoughts and judgements. 

Anyway, later on during the day, while I was driving back from the company where I got my Outdoor blind longueuil, I almost had an accident. Luckily I hit the breaks on time, and pulled the steering wheel on the left, in order to avoid a frontal collision. A crazy driver had passed on the red light and almost hit my car. It was a rough break and as a consequence, my daughter got scared and started to cry. I had to pull over, take her out of her car seat, insure she was not hurt from the seat belt. After five minutes of hugging her and talking to her, I managed to comfort her and convince her to go back in her car seat.

Poor little thing got really frightened because of the sudden break. Well, it was better to have her frightened than injured. Thank God that I was able to avoid the collision.

Once I was back on the road, I tried to keep her busy by talking to her, inquiring about her feelings. I thought that by distracting her from the traffic, it would be easier to forget the incident. 

To my surprise, she reacted well for the entire time we drove back to the house. As soon as we got home, she went straight to her mom and said: “Mom, guess what? We almost got hit by an idiot!” Her mother was stunned. She turned her face in my direction, waiting for me to continue  the story. She looked worried. I was not sure what she disliked more: the possible accident or the language my daughter was using.