All of a sudden it clicked for me tonight. Now I wish it hadn't.
Preston got that phrase from me. And it's not a good thing. I don't say uh-oh phf. Not even close. Well I guess I do, but trust me that's not what I
Let me explain.
When I stub my toe or run into something, basically anytime I hurt myself, I yell out a phrase. And let me tell you as a clutsy person I yell out this phrase quite often. You ready for this?
No I don't actually say the last word. Just the sound of the first letter. You see I've been trying to curtail my naughty language since my toddler started talking and repeating things that I say. I didn't want to hear some of the words that come out of my mouth come out of his. Obviously that's been working out pretty well for us. Instead Preston has begun using my new catch phrase instead.
On the positive side, it could have been worse. I could have finished that word instead of just saying the phf. Let's go with that.