Do not eat with your hands around Delilah

When Delilah was about two we were having dinner with probably at least eight of us crowded around a table meant for six (not even close to how we were later with 10 adults crowded around that same table).   And as usually several conversations were occurring simultaneously, and this day Scotty was eating his dinner with his hands.  Delilah noticed apparently thought he should be using a fork.  So she picked up a fork, held it out to him, and tried to say, "Scotty, fork you."  What she said instead was priceless, she said, "Scotty, fuck you."

Stacy's child dropped the f-bomb before mine, who would have seen that one coming?

Dinner Time Conversations

I remember trying to keep dinner conversations G rated.  And when we were all around the table there were always several conversations going on at once.  On day we were talking about the squirrel that mom had hit with her car.  After it had been there several days it's arm was sticking up and we said it looked like it was flipping mom off.  At the same time dad was asking mom, "Is this bone-in chicken."

At the same time Robert and Scotty started laughing.  We all stared.  Scotty asked Robert, "did you hear that too."  Robert said yes and they continued to laugh.  We continued to stare.

Apparently, what the boys hear was "a squirrel boning a chicken."  The tide turned, and dinner conversations weren't ever really the same.