Havi-isms.... they just keep coming!

So Havi recently blurted out "What the heck?" and then later "What the hell?". She got a little talking to about the second one, I was relieved it wasn't WTF and we kind of blew off the first one.

However - last week Peter and Havi were out and about and someone cut Peter off in traffic, he got a little annoyed but held his tongue... then Havi perked up with "It's OK Daddy, you can say what the hell!".

So nice of her to give him permission!

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While cleaning teeth a few days ago Havi was arguing about which toothbrush she should use (the child has four for some reason). The conversation went something like this...

Me: "Havi, don't argue, just clean your teeth."

Havi: "But it's my job to argue."

Me: "Oh really, well, we better get you signed up for law school then."

Havi: "What does that mean?"

Me: "Well, if it's your job to argue, then you'd make a good lawyer."

Havi: "Like Auntie Brooke?"

Me: "Yes."

Havi: "But Auntie Brooke is nice, she doesn't argue!"

Me: "Yes, she's a nice lawyer."

Havi: "Oh."

Not all lawyers are mean!