You think that by the third child I would have learned the lesson of being careful what I say in front of the children? Not so much.
Maite was about 3 years old and we were driving back from the store when a car cut me off on the road. I yelled "Hey idiot, thanks a lot!" Two seconds later Maite asks me "mom, how do you know her?" I responded –How do I know who? Your friend. What friend? That girl. Which girl? Idiot.
Ooooh, that girl. (think quick Maria) I have known her for a while mija. When do you see her? (think quicker Maria)—Umm, I usually just see her when I am driving on the street.
To this she responded "oh."