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I let the kids buy candy with their own money when we went to the grocery store. Caleb picked some nasty spray candy that was super sour. Gross. No chocolate involved whatsoever.

The kids were having a ball spraying each other with the nasty candy and watching each others sour expressions. It was funny. What was funnier was Caleb's comments.

"This stuff is so sour it makes me want to cuss." he exclaimed to Emma. "I wish I knew some good cuss words."

We keep walking. I pretend I didn't hear. What? Am I going to reprimand him? I'd wanna cuss too. Then, 2 isles later, I hear my seven year old say, under his breathe, "I guess it's good I don't know any cuss words."

Ha!