Maybe you just need to set up a reform school inside your house and send the lil' juvenile deliquent student there.

Yeah, I had to apologize to DD3's preschool teachers when she was two and said the word "stupid." I told the teachers, "She has older brothers." I couldn't blame anybody else. So I send her to preschool to corrupt all of the innocent first-born children.

Hey, that's some pretty advanced oral skillz for a not-yet-two-year old! Mine doesn't even really sing yet. He doesn't say "holy" either!

Okay. I will cheerfully purchase whatever bandwidth you need to start airing these anthems for us. Personally, I would like to start with "Hallelujah! mine the glory!" but "Holy booty" would be all right with me, too.

;-)

If I ever record one, I'll try to share it. I'm decent at getting the main events saved in still shots, but I never think to turn the camera on to movie mode. I'll try to do better.

Little Miss Stubborn, age 3 1/2, did ballet camp for a week this summer (5 mornings). The week's focus was on a particular ballet, and her week was "Sleeping Beauty." So proud of herself, she would tell anybody within earshot how "I go to sleeping Booty camp!"

After a couple of horrified reactions, she locked onto it as being one of the magic words much like a safecracker hearing the golden fall of a tumbler into the locking device. And with that, it became the summer of Booty! in Casa LLamabutcher.

I've been corrected by The Dear One: it was "Seeping Booty"