My words don't haunt me. No. They bite me square in the fanny.
Especially when they are repeated by my children. Like they were today.
This afternoon while I was fixin' lunch the kids were playing "doctor" with Obi Wan-da's baby dolls. Doc Brown (playing the role of doctor) examined the baby and said, "Now don't freak out." And just where did my son get his compassionate bedside manner? From me.
Later, Obi Wan-da spilled her water when she was getting up from lunch. I hopped up to help clean it up and heard Doc Brown tell his sister, "Well don't just stare at it!"
Yeah, he got that from me too.