H-E-Double Hockey Sticks

This morning during the usual rush to get everyone strapped into their car seats, Number 7 was not cooperating.

I was buckling Number 6, and she was climbing all over the car.

Number 3 and 4 were losing patience.

So was Number 5.

She looked right at Number 7 and yelled,

‘NUMBER 7!

JUST GET THE HELL IN YOUR CAR SEAT!”

I looked at her.

“Don’t say that,” I told her.

“And where did you hear that?” I asked Number 5.

I held my breath and waited.

“From Daddy,” she told me.

Phew.

Number 7 still wasn’t in her seat.

“GET THE HELL IN YOUR CAR SEAT, NUMBER 7!” yelled Number 6.

“Number 6! What did I just say?” I yelled.

“You told Number 5 she couldn’t say that.

But you didn’t say I couldn’t.”

And with that, we all got the hell buckled, and drove the hell out of the driveway.

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