For dinner tonight we were all sitting down to a lovely spread of pork tenderloin and rice, one of the few dinners the kids will actually eat for the most part. Sam still isn’t a fan of rice since the whole FPIES thing.
As Sam is thoughtfully chewing, it begins: “Mom, did you . . . Mom, do you . . . Mom, do you know of . . . Mom? Mom, do you know that bad word that starts with a ‘ck’ sound?”
Oh, is it going to be one of those conversations?
“It has a ‘ck’ in it?” I ask. “Umm, you mean like the word at the end of Spiderman?”
This is our household’s reference to the ever-adaptable f-word, which Aunt May almost says at the end of Spiderman: Homecoming and Sam absolutely had to know what it was she was about to say, so we told him on the condition that he will not use that word (yet). So far, he has kept to his promise.
“No, I don’t mean the f-word,” he continues, “It starts with a ‘ck.’ ”
Well, only one other word popped into my mind. “Uhh . . . well, does it rhyme with ‘runt’ ?”
While Sam retreated back into his mind to work that one out, Lydia, ever the helpful sister, loudly and proudly solved the puzzle for him.
It turned out the word he was thinking about was ‘crap.’