It could be worse....

It appears that one of my new years resolutions needs to be to watch my language. Joey's new favorite word? DAMN IT! He uses the phrase all too appropriately and he always mutters these words to himself like a little old man who is frustrated with his increasing lack of coordination. As in, he walks by and knocks down a stack of books, "Oh damn it, Joe!" or drops his paci on the floor, "damn it, Joe-Joe" with a dissapointed shake of his head. We try to pretend that he is saying Darn It, but let's be serious, he is my kid and has inherited my potty mouth. I promise to work on this in 2010. Good luck to both of us, Joe Joe; better get all the expletives out of our system today!