Since he knows that his sister can never (and I mean never) seem to ignore him completely, he knows that the best way to get a reaction from her is to say something bad under his breath. Now in our house, we try to foster kind and respectful speech so we don't say stupid, butt, dumb, etc in reference to people, so bad words can be a pretty relative term. The kids have to get creative when it comes to verbal combat. In addition, Older Girl is like our own private FCC -- constantly monitoring conversations for something that could pass as offensive in any way. So it was no surprise that yesterday, I heard this from the playroom:
The Boy, laughing crazily.
OG: "What did you just call me?"
TB: indistinct murmuring
OG: "You can't say that! I'm telling Mom!"
-- cut to Me looking for a place to hide from the impending tattlefest --
OG: "Mom, he is calling me a really bad name!"
Me: "I'm not interested in tattling. Work it out with your brother."
OG: "But he called me a bummer!"
Me: "A what?" -- trying hard not to laugh right in her face. Really hard.
OG: "A bummer!"
Me: "Wow, what a bummer -- now go work it out with your brother."