As I climbed my stairs for the third time in five minutes like the pack mule I have become because I forgot my debit card, I uttered aloud, "Awwww crap!" Not a second later, a little voice in my arms repeats the lovely word several times with a big ol grin. She's very proud of herself. Not that she knows what it means (though I suspect she really does because that grin was one of those, "I got ya now but I'm super duper cute.") I really try to watch what I say but that seems to be the one word that I need to work on harder. Good thing it sounds like "up" because I would hate for her teachers to think that her mama is a potty mouth.