Oh F*Bomb, why is it that the one time I drop you so carelessly my two year old decides that you are THE favorite word of the day? I mean, it was justified and all....I mean it isn't everyday that my 18 month old eats chemical rock starter. Of course, it was the kind 2 year old that alerted me to his antics. He was also the one that climbed the work tables and got on top of the shelf to get them down, and likely the one that bit through the bag and dumped them in the cup for the 18 month old.....to lick his popsicle stick and dip it into the rock starter stuff like Dip 'n Stix. Ah, if only mommy could be everywhere all at once.....So, dear F*Bomb, I'd like it if you kindly removed yourself from my vocabulary so we don't accidentally teach the two year old more lovely comments, k? And while you're leavin' please take your other four letter friends with you.