So we're coming home from school today, with one of Parker's friends. They were all talking, and laughing up a storm, and the friend called Parker, "Retarded." I said, without skipping a beat- very nicely, "We don't use that word at our house." It kind of threw him for a minute, and then he said, "Well, EVERYBODY at school says it, so ya better get used to it", or something to that affect. I rebutted with, "Well, I know sometimes people say it to be funny, but people really ARE retarded, and when you make fun of someone by saying that, it hurts the people who really are. Ya know, our Jack could be considered retarded."
Parker then piped up and said, "Ya a 6th grader said it the other day, and I told him, 'HEY, my little brother is retarded!! Don't say that!'" His friend said, "Oh sorry Jack!"
My heart was so full of pride for Parker and his friend.
Then Emma said, "I think he was talking about Nick!!!" We laughed all the way home.
Oh my... she makes us giggle.