Chip Off The Old Block.

My father had the habit of saying “Jumpin’ Mice”. Other than that he rarely cussed, which is something that I really admired about my dad. I can probably count the number of times my father dropped foul language on one hand.

I’m trying really hard to get out of the habit of swearing but “Jumpin’ Mice” has solidified itself in my lexicon. That’s not an awful thing.