That time I taught my daughter to swear…

So something semi-funny happened recently. I accidentally taught my daughter to swear. Her first swear word, b*stard, was a pretty strong choice… I’m surprised it has taken until 17 months for her to hear, and repeat, a swear word. I’m a swearer. I can’t help it. I’ve just always been someone who expresses her happiness, anger or sadness with a good swear word. Obviously I don’t want my own daughter to swear, at least not at such a young age. However what’s done is done and there is no point dwelling now. Today I want to share with you how I taught my daughter to swear and some funny stories from other bloggers too.

That time I taught my daughter to swear...

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The joys of the charity shop

I’m a real fan of saving money wherever possible. I always think that a pound saved is the same as a pound earned. When we want items for our home, and toys in particular, I am always checking out our local charity shops. Daisy has had some absolutely fantastic toys and this is one of the joys of the charity shop! Now that Daisy is 17 months old she is more interested in toys than ever.

The joys of the charity shop

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