This afternoon I was putting groceries away in the kitchen and BVZ and Norah were doing an alphabet puzzle in the living room. And it happened. I dropped a butternut squash on my foot and said the F word (in the kitchen). Between identifying the letter O as 'O' and the letter T as 'Tiger' followed by a roar, Norah also said the F word (in the living room). We didn't even flinch and she had no idea she had just made Grammy's worst fear come true.
I am trying. I swear (no pun intended).