So today I was quite proud and extremely worried in the same split second!
My husband did, or I should say said, something he’s watched/heard me do a million times.
My poor children have to live with a teacher mom!
When my children use a word that they clearly don’t know the meaning of or use a word incorrectly, I make them look it up.
The girls and a friend of my oldest are sitting in the kitchen today. Here’s what we heard from the living room:
Rachel: Did you just touch my foot?
Friend: Ewwww no! I have a foot fetish!
Isabella: If you don’t like feet, that’s a phobia, not a fetish.
Rachel then walks into the living room and my husband drops this gem: Go Google fetish.
As a teacher I was so proud that he noticed the opportunity for them to learn that they were using a word incorrectly. A few seconds later, as a professional googler, my brain exploded! We all know how this plays out.
As I’m literally screaming: No! Wait! Don’t! Imagining all the horrible things that will appear on the screen when they google “What is a fetish?” The look of horror that appeared on my husbands face when the realization of what he has just done sinks in was absolutely priceless.
I realize it’s too late when I hear Rachel reply “Ewww gross why did you tell me to Google that?”
The girls then go outside to play with their newly made slime.
I slink into the kitchen to view the phone left behind. And it was the best worst case situation. Because she had typed “what is a fedish?” into the search box, she mearly got a definition. An accurate, yet inappropriate for a 10 & 12 year old definition, but a definition none the less.
Then we got the have the “now you understand that this is not an appropriate thing for you to talk about” conversation, with 3 quick agreements, they were already into the next topic on appropriate conversation.
I think today was the day my husband agreed to let me do the teaching from now on!
cathyjoweidner 