Parenting, like many things in life, comes with its own set of surprises. One of those surprises for me was the day I heard my young son exclaim, “What the hell is that?” while rummaging through a drawer. Now, I’ll admit, there’s a mild shock that accompanies hearing your child drop a curse word, but I’ve come to realize that it’s not the end of the world—especially when you consider the context.
As a parent, I try to give my son some freedom regarding his media consumption. He stumbled upon Justin Timberlake and Jimmy Fallon’s “History of Rap Part 6” on YouTube, and as a longtime fan of JT, I was thrilled that he found joy in it. He would watch it obsessively, and initially, I wasn’t concerned because he couldn’t comprehend most of the lyrics. But soon enough, he started picking up the words, and it became an adorable spectacle to watch him belt out songs like “Fight for Your Right” by the Beastie Boys. I would join in, often playing the part of Jimmy to his Justin.
While I do try to maintain some level of decorum, the reality is that I’ve always had a soft spot for a well-placed curse word. I recall laughing uncontrollably when a friend’s daughter went through a swearing phase. If my own child were to do the same, I would probably be just like Cam from Modern Family, collapsing into giggles at his choice of words. If he were to use those words correctly, I wouldn’t be upset, either.
Let’s be honest: I’ve been no stranger to swearing myself. I grew up in a household where my parents had mixed feelings about cursing—my dad was quite reserved with language, while my mom was more liberal. Naturally, as I entered my teenage years, I took full advantage of my newfound freedom and let a few expletives slip.
I understand that some parents might cringe at the thought of their toddlers swearing, but I personally don’t believe in overly censoring what my child hears. He will eventually encounter a variety of language and expressions in the real world, and I’d rather he not be shocked by it. I remember when I was a pre-teen, wanting an album that was off-limits due to a parental advisory label, even though I had been allowed to listen to other music with explicit lyrics.
In fact, I’m not a fan of “sanitized” versions of songs like those Kidz Bop CDs. They just don’t resonate with me, and I find them cringeworthy. Interestingly, a recent study suggested that those who swear might actually be more intelligent. I’m not trying to brag, but I can certainly attest to the fact that knowing when and how to use curse words can enhance one’s communication skills. It’s an art form, really. Just look at how Samuel L. Jackson seamlessly incorporates profanity into his dialogue; it’s almost poetic.
So, when my son uttered that phrase a couple of months ago, I didn’t react harshly. Instead, I calmly explained that some people might not appreciate that word and that he should reserve it for moments when he’s with me. He seemed to grasp the concept, and I let it go. If it happens again, I won’t make a big deal out of it.
For now, I’ll continue to let him enjoy his favorite “History of Rap” video, and I might even chuckle a little when he gets the words wrong. I genuinely believe that this approach won’t harm him. He’ll learn that swearing has its time and place, and for now, it’s just between us.
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In summary, while it may raise eyebrows when toddlers swear, it’s often not a cause for alarm. Understanding the context and teaching appropriate usage is key, and humor can make the journey much more enjoyable.