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.