I said the F word.

Baby girl was giving me a hard time this afternoon before she left for lacrosse - she didn't want to wear her sweatshirt because she said she'd be too hot. It's nice but not that nice here. As I was walking away from her I mumbled something like, "just wear the freakin' sweatshirt." You would have thought I had said the real F word and not freakin' by her reaction. She gave me that look of disappointment that I have perfected so well and no doubt inherited from my mom. I actually apologized to her when she said very simply, "You just said a really bad word." I felt terrible... she's going to make a great mom one day!