Oh S*#t! Part 2

My garage was broken into the other night. That's not what this is about.

When I discovered that someone had been through my car, I was putting JD into his car seat. Looking around at my belonging strewn about I said without thinking, "Holy S*#t!"

JD picked up on it and started repeating it over and over. "Holy S*#t!" "Holy S*#t!" "Holy S*#t!"

Quickly thinking of a redirection, I said, "Holy Cow!"

He picked up on that and began repeating, "Holy Cow!" "Holy Cow!" "Holy Cow!" (Actually sounds like "Oh Cow" but you get the point.)

Close call.