Apparently, becoming a parent has also honed my skills of hypocrisy. It developed primarily when our son began to repeat everything said in his presence. Example from one afternoon driving home from school.
MiniMac: Jack is a poo poo head. (Why is this the first "curse" word all children learn at school???)
Me: Hmmmm. What was that, love?
MiniMac: I said Jack is a poo poo head.
I am good at this...I know better than to overreact hence fueling fire and eliciting a response involving only further repetition of the phrase in question.
So as giddy and light as can be, I proceed.
Me: That is an interesting little expression. Where did you learn that ? (sing song sing song)
MiniMac: Ashley Ann said it at school.
Me: Oh DID she? Awwww. Precious Ashley Ann. Well, we don't say those words.
Me: Because smart people don't talk like that.
Me: Again, smart people don't talk like that. And it is not nice.
MiniMac: Ok. Smart people don't talk like that.
When later relaying story to JohnnyMac, MiniMac was so proud to tell him smart people don't talk like that!
Moment of pride.
A week or so later while in the car alone, a car pulls in front of me and almost hits another car turning into our lane.
Me: That is ALL KINDS of bold, you ________ _________ d-bag.
Oh, I meant smart toddlers don't talk like that...smart grown-ups can say just about whatever they like when not in the presence of children.
Wait...is this where the expression do as I say, not as I do came from? Eureka.
Team Hypocrite: Game over.