Oh My God

Vi said, "Oh my God," last night.

Dan and I - eyes wide in disbelief - both replied, "Please say "Oh my goodness, Vi. We don't say "Oh my God in our family," almost in unison.

(Note to file: Dan and I said the same thing at the same time. Not a common occurence.)

She continued, "Oh my god, ohmygod, ohmygod!"

We continued, "Oh my goodness, oh my goodness, oh my goodness!"

On she went: "Oh my god, ohmygod, ohmygod!"

And us, again: "Oh my goodness, oh my goodness, oh my goodness!"

Then she said, "Oh my godnald, had a farm, E-I-E-I-OOOOOOOO!"

I just about wet my pants I was laughing so hard. She was just gearing up for Old MacDonald, and, well...wasn't enunciating as well as one might hope.

At least she's enjoying music, and not cursing like a pirate!