Like Father Like Son! Opps!
Today...Sunday...which means church, which means primary for Jack. So, I'm walking down the hall to pick Jack up from Sunbeams and his two teachers (luckily I'm good friends with them) are standing in the door way with these HUGE smiles and say "We need to talk to you." They proceed to tell me how the lesson was on prayer today and that they read a story to the class about a little girl who was having a hard time remembering to say her prayers. When they got to the part where the little girl forgot to say her prayers....Jack exclaimed..."Damn it!" They tried keeping their laughter in until once again they got to the part where the little girl forgot yet another time to say her prayers, so in all Jack's 3 year old animated disbelief he once again shouted..."Damn it!" The sad thing is I probably should have been embarrassed or something but we all just busted up laughing when they told me.
The REAL funny thing is Ted has a similar story that his mom wrote about in his baby book below.
Just in case it is hard to read: "In primary one day about 3 1/2 years he wanted to follow Emily out of the class for some kind of event which resulted in crying for mommy. His teacher said no and he replied under his breath "Damn it." Our secrets were exposed, his teacher thought it was funny."