Talking: The bad and the just plain mean

Asa dropped my car keys in the Target parking lot today and said "damnit." He then said it several more times today. On the bright side, it was always contextually appropriate.

Yesterday, before we left the house, I was asking, begging, bribing him to go potty. He proceeded to tell me I was "annoying."

I don't think I'm a horrible mom nor do I have a bad potty mouth (especially in front of Asa), but I could apparently use some work.