four letter words

We were driving home tonight when Senor Onion told me that he found a grown-up dictionary at school and found a swear-word in it. Recently he asked why he couldn't find any swear words in the dictionary. We laughed and explained that likely he had been looking at dictionaries marketed to kids. And I told him how I had looked up such words when I was his age, and that his Grandma had as well. It is a fine old tradition.
I asked, "how did you find a grown-up dictionary at school?" He said, "oh there are ones in the class room." I asked him what word he had found and he said, "is it all right if I say it?" I told him it was fine.
It was... SHIT. Oh we all laughed.
My favorite part in him telling me about this adventure is he made it clear that he had finished his work at school, and had a bit of free time. No slacking off on the job for this kid. Nope, this hunt for swear-words was on his own time. Of course he showed some friends and they had a laugh.

Miss Biscuit is improving and did her show tonight to great acclaim. Senor Onion was apparently very good, and had loads of energy on stage. My children.. they have presence.

And the washing machine has gone to the great laundry basket in the sky. Fuck. Oh well. We'll figure something out. Likely we'll take laundry over to assorted relations and do our best.

I just need to get these children off to school.