Camden (holding my wedding ring): Can I keep this?
Me: Mommy and Daddy need to wear our rings to show we are married.
Camden: Can you get me a little ring for my finger?
Me: What would the ring be for?
Camden: To show I'm married.
Me: Who are you married to?
Camden: You and Daddy. (pause to think). But we'll have to have a wedding.
Me: That's true.
Camden: I'll have to look pretty.
Me: What would you wear.
Camden: I think a black shirt.
The song "Uptown Funk" came on the radio. I normally turn off songs that have bad language right away, but this song is pretty catchy and I didn't think there was any really obvious bad words. However, a couple days later I heard Camden singing (out of the blue) the part "Uptown funk you up. Uptown funk you up" and realized I was very wrong. In three-year-old speak, there is a bad word (and we were on our way to our church small group).
Me: Camden, when you sing that song it sounds like a bad word I know so I think you shouldn't sing it.
Camden: It's not a bad word!
Me: I know, but it sounds to me like a bad word and I don't want you to sing it.
Camden: But I like singing it!
Me: How about you change the words to other words instead so you can keep singing it.
Camden: But I like singing it the real way!
(debate goes on for another 10 minutes as we drive)
Camden: I know I'll sing it quietly (quietly singing)
Me: I really think you need to change the words. What about "uptown pump you up?"
Camden: Ok. (sings it for a little bit, but then reverts back to the old way)
Me: Camden, you really can't sing the song that way
Camden: I don't want to sing this song anymore. Can we sing Jingle Bells?
Me: Yes! (and we sing jingle-bells without any profanity)
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