A Parental Mis-step, but still funny

You know how little kids taunt each other on the playground?


Kid 1: You're a Boogerface!
Kid 2: NO, I'm not! 
Kid 1: Yes, you are! Boogerface!


Due to a slight verbal slip on my part, we had a funny version of that happen today. Let me preface this by saying I'm trying my best not curse in front of the kids, but I've not hardly left this house for three days, which I've not done since the little-baby-sleep-deprived-phase. I'm of the creative (read: easily distracted) type that does not do well with working from home. So today, as the boys are eating dinner and I'm cutting celery and carrots, I start to notice that Cole is showing pre-#2 bathroom signs. After months of dealing with this, I can spot the signs a mile away. I sigh, put down my knife and rib of celery, and mutter "dammit." Before it even registers in my brain that I let it slip, the following exchange happens:


Grady: (micking me and muttering) "dammit."


Cole: "dammit?" (seemingly just trying on the word).


Grady: "dam-mit" (still mimicking me)


Grady: "Dammit!" (having explored the word and having decided he likes it, uses it as a noun in an accusatory tone directed at Cole. He might as well be saying Boogerface)


Cole: (to Grady), "No, I not Dammit!"


Grady: (now following me as I carry Cole to bathroom): Yes, you IS Dammit!" His delivery is perfect, and I wasn't looking back, but he may have been bobbing his head and snapping his fingers at his brother.


I don't even know if that translates as funny in blogland, but I was laughing so hard tears rolled. I'm actually still laughing.  Making a mental note to file "yes, you IS dammit" away for my and Keith's next argument.