Applesauce

My niece Sydney has started to pick up a bit of a potty mouth. (I'm sure she didn't get it from Aunt potty mouth Krista...) They have told her that when she is angry and wants to say one of those words, she should say "Applesauce!" instead.

One day Syd was trying to do something and we heard "Applesauce! Applesauce!" in a pretty ticked off voice. I said "Geeze, that sounds bad. It must be chunky applesauce" or some stupid, smart ass comment like that.

My boys, who I am sure curse like sailors when I am not around, have started saying applesauce just for the hell of it. Being the resourceful teens/pre-teens that they are, they have three levels of applesauce.

"Applesauce!"

"Chunky applesauce!"

"Chunky applesauce with cinnamon!"

What is wrong with these boys??!!

Of course, their favorite Sydney potty mouth story happened in the van with my brother.

Sydney: Dammit!

My Brother: Sydney, you can't say the word dammit.

Sydney: Ok Daddy. I won't say dammit.

My Brother: Sydney, you are not allowed to say the word dammit.

Sydney: Ok Daddy. I won't say dammit.

My Brother: Sydney, you can't say the word... Just stop saying it.