Perfect context, inflection, sigh, turn to look in my eyes, and with perfect timing . . there it was.

Kind of impressive, funny and shocking at the same time.

Instantly I blamed my husband, though he swore our son must had learned it from my 'truck driver mouth.'

It couldn't be me, I have been playing the part of a lady for awhile now. 

(Thankfully youtube was not around back in the day when I was beating men twice my size at belching contests)

I held it together this morning as my son ran around in circles while I was trying to get him ready, but on the way to school, someone cut me off (not a usual occurance in a town of 1500 with its first stop light being installed as we speak), but it happened. . .

. . . and now I see that my mini me did learn the f word from me, inflection, sigh, delivery and all.

Darn.