Driving home from dropping the older kids off at school, Youngest on the back seat, apropos of nothing, comes out with the F word. It sounds strange and innocent tripping off her lips.
After a pause I calmly say:
" You do know that that is a very rude word don't you?"
"Yes," she replies, "it's not Afrikaans, it's German for poo."
What can I say, we live in a multilingual society here in