Scenario: He taught your child a curse word. (Lets be honest we all know he would)
It started off like any other normal day, well as normal as it could be when you have a killer for a husband. He was off in thw dreamrelm killing while you watched the baby and done other mommy duties. Your son is two now so he can talk a little bit. Honestly he's a little parrot. So that led you to establish the biggest rule in your house. No cursing around the baby! That was the only rule you set in the house so it shouldn't be that hard to follow right? Well you have know idea how wrong your about to be. As you cleaned the kitchen he was watching Spongebob in the living room. You had just finished putting away the last dish when you heard a word no one should hear from a childs mouth. "Fuck!" He shouted at the TV. "Excuse me younge man where did you learn that?" You question walking into the room arms crossed and clearly pissed off. As if on que Freddy waltzed through the door. "Dada." He your son tells you pointing at his father. You scolded him slightly and explained why he couldn't say it, and he understood that its a word only adults can use. You grabbed Freddy and drug him into the kitchen. "Why did you teach our child a curse word when thats my ONE rule?" You ask him tapping your foot on the ground lightly. "I wanted to, I don't see the big deal." He says grabbing a coke. "Do you realize even though you don't leave the house besides to go to the dreamrelm, we go to the store and to shop. I can't have him cursing." You say managing to keep your voice level. "Fiiiiiine I wont do it anymore." He says walking into the living room. And he didn't for about two weeks.
