I'm driving home from my sister's house yesterday afternoon, following a morning at the dentist to replace fillings from my childhood, and M is sitting right behind me in her car seat. I've rolled down the windows because the day is beautiful and letting that beautiful day into the car is a delight, sparking M to yell out the window, "So long sucker trash cans!"
Feeling the need to curb her words which she gets from her brothers, "suck" being something I'd like for them not to use because it sounds so...raw...untoward, I turn my head slightly and say, "M, don't say that. Say silly instead."
She pauses, a curve swishing us to the side and back just as our house looms into view, and then with the confidence of a cheerleader, she yells out the window, "So long silly suckers!"