So here's the thing. Swearing is NOT allowed in this house. I once was a raging, rebellious, tattoo covered, following bands for weeks on end, questionable bad decision-making teen/young adult. Had my child come into my life then, well, I would expect him to swear like a truck-driver. (Wait, my husband was a truck-driver...well, whatever, you know … Continue reading My son’s been using the B word lately.