Disney’s Driving Lesson


My daughter Disney is 3 years old and full of questions.  Today was her first dentist visit, and she had questions about every aspect of going to the dentist.  On the way home, she had more questions: Can I still sneeze?  Can I still drink?  Can I still eat?  She had no idea what life would be like with clean teeth.  Before the appointment, she was a bit scared, but in the end she found getting her teeth cleaned fun and tickle-y.

After the dentist, something happened that will have me laughing for a long time.  A stoplight turned yellow, and it was one of those with the pedestrian’s crosswalk really far in front of the light, so I had to hard-brake, which for some reason prompted little Disney to pipe up from the back seat and ask me, “What the h*** are you doing?”  I turned around and asked her where she learned that word, and her sisters looked terrified that they were going to somehow get blamed for this – the looks on their faces were priceless.  “From Kirsten”, said Disney, referring to her little friend at the babysitters.  I was relieved to know that it wasn’t something she had picked up from home, and we had a little chat about some words not being appropriate to say.

Kids will be kids, and I’m not worried in the slightest about my sweet little 3-year-old becoming as foul-mouthed as a trucker’s reputation.  Actually, I will think of this little episode every time I need a smile  – it was so funny how she just blurted it out that way, it makes me laugh out loud just thinking about it!

my sweet little Disney

5 thoughts on “Disney’s Driving Lesson”

  1. I, too, am laughing at the mere thought of sweet little Disney coming out with that. I probably would have driven off the road. I can’t wait to tell this story tomorrow at work.

  2. Luckily my foot was on the brake at a stoplight, so I didn’t drive off the road and I was able to turn around – I just had to turn around after hearing that. Still laughing about it!

  3. I’m shocked! HILARIOUS. I remember my first time as a kid blurting something out in front of my parents not to mention extended family since it happened in front of both. I was about Dis’ age, too.

  4. I told the story to my babysitter, which is where Disney knows Kirsten. But I wasn’t “telling” on Kirsten, I just thought my babysitter would appreciate the story. Whether or not she chose to mention it to Kirsten’s parents was her decision. 🙂

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