We’ve had our first unequivocal fuck.
Actually we had about 40 of them, one after the other.
It was hard not to laugh.
Or figure out where it came from.
I don’t think he can go to his grandparents this week.
My wife’s reaction was (unsurprisingly) “shit”.
When my wife got home she asked him, carefully, if he meant “fork”.
So basically we’re screwed.