Dirty Mouth...

I think I'm a decent person.  I'm educated and always put a great emphasis on school throughout my life.  But not just that, I would think I'm well-rounded.  I was a Girl Scout (oh yeah....all the way to a Senior Scout).  I've worked at least part time since I was about fifteen years old.  I was involved in theater in high school.  I've been a volunteer on and off since I was younger.  I attend church.  I have a successful career.  I don't turn right on red when the sign tells me not to.  I definitely have my flaws but I would consider myself a good role model for my kids. 

However, I have a potty mouth.  Like...a really bad potty mouth.  I'm not even sure when or how it started!  My parents don't swear all that much.  I don't think any of my friends do all that much.  It's gotten to the point where someone can curse and it blends into the sentence for me so that I don't even notice.  Same goes for when it's coming out of my own mouth.  Parents beware.

Cursing wouldn't be a problem except for the fact that my son is now starting to repeat words and sounds and I know he's starting to understand what we are saying.  I don't want one of my son's first words to be *^#$*%& or ^$&%.  [Although it would be kinda hilarious for the baby books...umm, I mean...horrible]

So I've thought up my New Year's resolution that I'm going to start effective immediately.  No more Stephanie's potty mouth!  I don't want to be that parent that gets a call from another parent because my kid taught her kid how to say (@$&Y*#@(#*.  No...I'm taking a stand and will vow to try really really really hard. 

That is all...