It’s not what you think; I heard your audible gasps. Believe me, I gasped myself when I heard this word come out of my seven year old’s mouth. At a playground no less.
We were at the play area in the mall that is decorated with climbable art including a tree, a bear, some books, some bees, etc. Reagan had made a friend and she was running around with this new friend telling the new friend all the names she had come up for the different objects.
Apparently there is an owl on the top page of the big stack of climbable books. I heard, from across the room, “this one is Bitchy.” Only I heard, “this one is bitchy.” Subtle difference but that capital letter is a big player in this story. I told myself I had to be hearing things since the din in that area was a little louder than, oh, a cheering crowd in a stadium, and I let it go.
Later she came over to talk to me and I remembered to bring it up.
Me: So you were making names for everything. What was the name you called that stack of books?
R: Oh, there’s an owl on the page and its name is Bitchy. That’s what I named it.
Me: (Suppressing a huge guffaw) Honey, that’s not a very proper name for something. Here’s what bitchy means… (and proceeded to explain the word). So you see, we can’t use that name because other parents might hear you and think you’re using the word the bad way.
R: Whatever.
She didn’t really say “whatever”, but I was thankful that it basically didn’t phase her. I’m not sure if she’ll remember that word or not. But I had to write it down here for posterity. I’m a great mom like that…
Not So SAHM 
Wanted to thank you for your visit to my blog and let you know that you don’t want to swim in any lakes etc. in FL for fear of the dreaded aligator, they are everywhere. A couple of years ago there was a young man who was working construction on a new house. The house was located on a canal and he got very hot ~ instead of using water from the house to cool off he jumped in the canal and a 12 ft. gator got him. You just never know where one is lurking!!
out of the mouths of babes… I miss those indoor fun play places!!!
Too funny. They honestly don’t know what they say sometimes. I just wonder what made her pick that word in particular.
I’m glad that you explained what it meant and not just said it was a bad word. I think at some point, if your child is exposed to a word, you have to explain what is wrong with it (not explicitely of course).
Kids never seem to say things like that when they at home and nobody else is around…
I guess its just Murphy’s Law 😀
i think in that age period, we must have extra effort to filter an information to their head.
they just like sponge that easily absorb the liquid