Dadgum

Our 5 year old simply has no patience and it's something that we've worked on since the day she was born (or so it seems).  Anyway, she tends to keep asking for things until you either do what she asks or she gets in serious trouble because she has no....you guessed it....PATIENCE.  Anyway, the other night we were getting ready for dinner and Zoe asked her Daddy to get her something to drink because she didn't have one yet.  Mark told her he would, but that he was in the middle of doing something and would get it for her in a few minutes.  She kept asking, etc., until Mark finally said, "Zoe, dadgum it please have some patience!"  Zoe immediately looked at him and said, "Daddy, I don't like to be called dadgum!"  By this point, she's crying and both Mark and I are laughing so hard that we start to cry.  Daddy had to sit down and explain how he was saying a phrase and wasn't actually calling her a name.  It was too funny.  I almost choked on my pretzels from laughing again while I was typing this out.