... and starts with an "F". This is Gracie's first little bad word.
The little stinker is, I am embarrassed to say, quite good at uttering it too. She mutters it just under her breath enough that she *thinks* no one hears her say it. Of course, she missed one time and said it loud, which is why now, finally, I am on to her. Who knows how long she was saying to herself before I actually figured out what the heck she was saying.
So far, at least, it is issued toward the computer, mostly, and the dog sometimes. The little angel would never think of saying it about her mother, right? Right? Damn.