We, as a family, don't watch much TV. We have a nice TV, and a full service satellite subscription, but there is always something better to do.
This is, I think, a *good thing*.
Sometimes we watch TV together. Last night we decided to have an *American Idol* catch up session. This was met with approval from the Gremlins, and we all sat down to enjoy.
Part way through, Simon Cowell (the other English guy in the lives of our kids) said, of a perfomance, "What the bloody hell was that?"
Michael (6) was amused. "What did Simon just say?"
Natalie (4) responded from her cosy perch between Jodie and I, "He said What the fucking hell was that"
What can you do? She now understands that some words are best not used when Old People are listening, but really, we haven't stopped laughing yet.