The F Word
End of the year, 2nd grade, Savannah comes home asking, “What’s the F word?” I refused to tell her. She’ll not hear it from me.
I’m actually surprised that she got this far into her eighth year without hearing this word before. And it’s not that I mind saying it to her, but after hearing the word, I know her next question. “What’s that mean?”, and I haven’t yet tailored a good answer for a 7 year old.
