WARNING: This blog post contains adult language spoken by a toddler.
Teagan is also quite musical. Let's be honest here, he's got a lot of the Young blood in him. He was bound to be musical. So, how well does his musical nature and use of naughty words combine? That's exactly what I found out recently.
We were driving in the car and Darryl and I were deep in conversation and Teagan was in the back seat singing to himself. He sings to himself a lot. No bid deal, right? Wrong. I pause when I notice him singing something I don't recognize. Teagan didn't realize I was listening of coarse, and I hear him sing as sweetly as he can sing:
Naughty words naughty words,
I like naughty words la la la
Shit Damn it Shit Damn it
la la la la la Naughty words
Imagine my surprise. Since he didn't realize I wasn't listening, I didn't draw attention to the song and luckily it didn't continue. I was able to hold my composure and not even laugh. That was a miracle. Thankfully, this was a one-time performance and I haven't heard the song or the naughty words since.