Today while Alex was driving with Jen they had to stop at a red light. Alex piped up from the back seat that

“When my Daddy has to stop at a red light he says Scheiße.”

Jen thought this was an interesting development and had Alex relate the story to me over dinner. I figure what happened is that last week when we were driving around I had to stop suddenly for a red light and just maybe I let it slip out. Now it appears that I swear profusely for all red lights.