Well, the Bear had to do some time in Time-Out this morning. Apparently he and one of his little buddies were having themselves a little cussin' contest. She said "sh**" and he said "da**it" and they were having a big time.
I swear, er, I'm telling you - - he DID NOT hear that from ME. I'm big time into S-P-E-L-L-I-N-G things these days. My worst offense/contribution to the Bear's ever expanding dictionary is "fart."
I swear, er, honest!