But then came the day when my baby, about 16 months old, was sitting in the highchair, covered in pasta and sauce, and happily murmuring, “Ah-hoh. Ah-hoh.”
My husband and I looked at each other in horror. It sounded just like “a@@hole.” But we didn’t use that kind of language any more.
Ah! But it turned out we did. It was our favorite spur-of-the-moment word to use when someone cut us off in traffic or otherwise endangered our lives behind the wheel. And there was our sweet baby, buckled safely in the carseat, and hearing – and repeating – every word.
It turns out we weren’t alone, as you can read here.
