Skunks, Snakes, and Potty Words.

My youngest son went with me on my run tonight.  I am thinking I won't take him with me anymore.  He seems to bring me bad luck. The last time he ran with me. . .we ran into a skunk.  Tonight, it was a snake!!!  SHEESH!!! 

We were about 1 1/2 miles into our run, it was about 9pm, and it was very dark outside.  He was wearing one of those headband headlight thing-a-ma-bobs.  All of a sudden right underneath me in the middle of the beam of light was a snake!!!  I HATE snakes!  They creep me out!  So, I quickly stepped to the side, said a "potty word", and kept running.  I just really wasn't expecting for a snake to be in the middle of the road while I was running.  It freaked me out, and I am surprised I handled it as well as I did!!!

The rest of the entire run my son (who is only 10) kept saying, "Mom, why did you say that word? Hmmmm?  It wasn't like it was that big of a deal.  It was just a snake."  After apologizing for the ump-teenth time, I finally said, "Can you just forget about my potty mouth and keep running please???"  Haha.  I think I traumatized the poor little fella!  I guess he just isn't used to his mom using "potty words".  It just kind of slipped out!  I really didn't mean for it to.  The snake just took me by surprise and out popped the word!

Wonder what I am going to do next time he uses a potty word?  When I scold him for his use of the word,  I am certain he will remind me about my use of a potty word tonight.  Mother of the year award is coming my way, I am sure of that.  NOT!