What The Bleep

Do you sometimes wonder how we as parents draw the line in what we allow our kids to say?  When you don’t use bad language and you don’t want your kids using it either, what should you allow?

Obviously, there are “safe” words that border on being downright stupid–the hyper-religious response to counteracting bad words that are used every day by many around us.  And then there are the slang words that have been used to substitute the “real thing” so often that you can now find them in the dictionary–words like “gosh”, “jeez” and “cripes”,  just to name a few (and I’m sure you can figure out what each one of those words really mean).

So at what point should this whole topic be categorized as “no big deal” in a parent’s mind?  And when does it become a big deal?  For the areas of this that are a concern, to what degree do you go?  When does it become a situation where you’ve begun to split hairs? All very good questions with no easy answers.  I mean, I love Jesus with all my heart; yet I find that there are still times that my kids do things that bring Bill Cosby’s response to mind.  I’m sure you know what I’m talking about…..the situation where you mentally stop yourself from finishing the outburst:  “What the—-!!  Get your—-!!  I oughtta—!!  Get outta my face!!”  It doesn’t get that far with me, but sometimes it’s tempting….

I can tell you this much:  I definitely see the benefit of talking it out with others, especially your spouse.  We don’t necessarily agree on everything concerning the whole topic, but I’ve already seen it help tremendously just talking it out and walking through that process together.  We still don’t have all the answers to those questions, but even that’s part of the adventure, isn’t it?  Eventually, the answers will surface.  And with God’s help through it all anyway, we’ll definitely get the answers we need.

In the meantime, what do you think about calling someone a fartknocker?