Butt. Toot. Burp. Poop.
Lately my kids are fascinated with all words potty mouth. And it’s driving me nuts.
“My bootay! My bootay!” My four-year-old danced through the kitchen in a bent squatting stance, slapping her bottom like she was riding a horse. I swear I never taught her to do this.
“I’ve told you—that is not appropriate. No more bootay dancing.” I pursed my lips and gave her a don’t-you-test-my-patience glare.
“Sorry, Mommy! I love you—poopy!” Peals of laughter rolled from her gut. Which, incidentally, is another hilarious word in our house. Guts.
My children manage to insert bodily functions into ordinary conversation whenever possible.
“Excuse me, I tooted! Did you hear me? I tooted. Excuse me.”
“Today at recess my snow pants got wet and my BUTT was soaked and I had to change my UNDIES because my BUMPER was soooo wet! Can you believe that?”
“Mom, this is so funny, listen to this song—Twinkle twinkle little butt, how I wonder what you toot! Hahahahahahahaha!”
Heaven help me.
“Do not let any unwholesome talk come out of your mouths, but only what is helpful for building others up according to their needs, that it may benefit those who listen,” (Ephesians 4:29).
I may not say “poop” anymore, but I sure have my own variety of unwholesome talk. Like last night when I snapped at my husband. Or this morning when I barked at my kids. Or anytime I cave to the temptation to complain, criticize, nag, or vent to someone who is not going to hold me accountable.
Do you do it, too?
The truth is none of us outgrows our potty mouth. We just label it something more socially acceptable, like I’m outspoken, or I’m brutally honest, I’m grumpy or tired. But does anybody really benefit from hearing our unwholesome words? Do they build others up or more likely tear them down?
Thankfully, God the Father has just the right kind of soap for scrubbing out our tongues. It’s called his grace.
“But if we are living in the light, as God is in the light, then we have fellowship with each other, and the blood of Jesus, his Son, cleanses us from all sin,” (1 John 1:7, NLT).
If we have Jesus, then we have what it takes to curb the bad language habit—however it manifests in your life. Just keep digging into the Good Book, praying, and hanging out with people who can call you on your
Kind of like I do for my kids.
“Mommy, I burped!” My daughter giggled.
“What do you say?” I prompted her manners.
“Uh . . . It tasted like bananas!”
Yep. We have some work to do.