(True story!)
A friend told me that her little boy came home from Sunday School (what's that??) and tried to tell his mother that his teacher said a bad word. She tried not to make a big deal about it, but probed a little and asked a couple questions.
"Are you sure? What did she say?"
"I'm not allowed to say the word, mom. You told me I couldn't."
"Well, in this instance, Joey, it's OK to tell mom what the teacher said", she quickly responded.
Sitting on the stool in the kitchen, swinging his feet in the air, he blurted out, "It's the bad word that Daddy says a lot."
How could she not smirk? She looked away, then with a little composure came back to gaze at her 5 year old's face.
"Honey, you can tell me what she said. You won't be in trouble."
"Well, it's a good thing. How come daddy doesn't get in trouble when HE says it?"
"Joey, daddy DOES get in trouble when he says it, with me, anyway. But you still haven't told me what she said."
"OK, we were talking about camping and being outside and stuff, and she told us that Joshua in the Bible before he camped out and crossed over the Jordan, they left their "Shittim" home.
I'm sorry, but this is funny. :) LOL!