What? Moron? Menace? Micky Mouse?
I loath this word. I shudder every time anyone under three feet uses this word in any context. I have made serious effort to never use this word. We have always said, "This is Mama's." "Dada's shoes." If one of the girls is playing with a toy and her sister tries to take it, we have always said, "Sissy is playing with that toy right now. It is Sissy's toy." Things have been going so well that both girls will walk around and point out ownership to items around our house.
"Mama's cup." (Points to my drinking glass.)
"Mama's." (Points to my, uh, laptop...hee hee...anyway)
"Dada's cup." (Points to twindada's beer bottle. He LOVES this one! Ha ha!)
Anyway, the point is that I have gone through great pains to never say "mine" to the girls so they will not use this word.
Why would I do that?
For the very reason why this week, Jelly Bean ripped a toy out of her sister's hands yelling, "Mine!" Or the time when Peanut got hold of some fresh laundry and when I went to retrieve it, she yelled at me shouting, "Mine!" (For the record, the item was one of my socks. It did not belong to her at all.)
Where did they learn this?
I am blaming Noggin's Lazytown and Max & Ruby. Both shows this week showed children saying the word. Shouldn't the censors be on that? Don't they know that in the pre-school world, "mine" is as dirty a word as other more adult four letter words?
My critics will say, "well, who let them watch TV in the first place?"
And I say, "Well, me, but that isn't the point..."
Ultimately it all comes back on the mother, so whatever, I guess the fault is all...mine.