Yesterday we hung out at the beach and played for some time, and came home and slept. Well I tried to sleep but the sounds like "Oh daddy!" or "Fuck! Right there!" kept me awake till like 3 am. I finally got sleep and woke up at like 9 again to Chloe.
"Sisi!" she calls.
"What?" I ask.
"What is fuck mean?" she asks.
I abruptly stood up.
"Where did you learn that?"
"Charli said it in their room in the night,"
Oh crap.
"Umm... ask daddy," I say, seeing dad walk in.
"Ask me?" she says.
"What is fuck?" Chloe asks.
"FLORA!" she yells.
"It wasn't me. Charli was a bit too loud in bed," I say.
"DADDY!" Chole yells.
"It is a bad word, it means meanie," daddy made up.
She goes away, probably to Charli. I get ready and help Chole too.
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We go downstairs and mom made fruit salad.
"No!" Chole yells.
"Yes, you have to eat it," mommy says.
"No, you a fuck," she says.
I bite my lip to hold the laughter.
"Dad old her that fuck means meanie," I say, wanting dad to get in trouble.
"Oh really," mom says.
"DIXIE! GET OVER HERE!" mom yells.
Dad comes running in the room.
"Yes?" she asks.
"We need to talk," mommy says, grabbing her and taking her to the other room.
"Babe, don't say that anymore," I tell Chloe.
"Why?" she asks.
I shake my head and leave. Not wanting to argue with her. I go out the door for a walk.
