The ultimate insult from my child

This morning while I was taking a splinter out of Moomin’s foot, he called me the ultimate bad word.

Usually he’s good about splinters, but the recent hospital stay had an effect. Understandably, he freaked at the sight of someone coming at him with an Instrument of Pain while telling him to stay still. Screaming! Writhing! Thrashing about and kicking me! Before I’d had any coffee!

I yelled meanly, “Stay STILL!”

Sobbing, hysterical with fear and anger, Moomin screamed, “You’re BAD! Like the PRESIDENT!”