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28 Aug 2012

Arun and I were watching the Foo Fighters on YouTube. Arun loves the “Foo-Foo” as he calls them. He rocks down with their greatest hits in the best mosh pit tradition. He parades around the house with one of his many guitars singing his own version of “Best of you.”

Dave Grohl was on the screen introducing the next song at a live concert. He said something along the lines of, “This is the FINEST gig we’ve ever played and this is the FINEST crowd we’ve ever played in front of and this is going to be the best FINEST song ever.” Only he didn’t say that. He said another word beginning with “F”. A lot.

“Hmm”, I thought, “This is not going to be pretty.”

Now, I don’t claim to be a saint and I must admit that at times I lapse into colloquial Anglo-Saxon. Indeed, many of my friends would claim that I am pretty fluent in colloquial Anglo Saxon. However, I try to avoid exposing my darling four and two year olds to such forays into early medieval linguistics.

Sometimes it is unavoidable. Like the time I was cleaning Arun’s teeth. Because of his cerebral palsy, Arun is very tactile defensive which means he won’t let us put a toothbrush in his mouth. He will however, let me clean his teeth with a bit of toothpaste on my finger. It was whilst doing this that Arun decided to test out his jaw strength and almost bit my finger off. I must admit that I swore. Not at him, I hasten to add, just in pain.

Anyway, the next day Arun was sitting in the lounge playing his guitar. He was also playing at being Dave Grohl and in between strums he was talking about the FINEST song and the FINEST crowd.

Clare and I looked at him and looked at each other.

“What do you reckon?” Clare asked

I shrugged, “If we make a big deal of it he’ll do it even more.”

“Yeah, I think you’re right,” she answered, “Let’s ignore it. Hopefully he’ll just forget about it in a couple of days.”

“I just hope he forgets it before he goes back to school otherwise I’ll have a lot of explaining to do…”

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