Conversation with my son

In the car on the way home from school:

Son:  Daddy cusses all the time.

Me:  Oh?

Son:  Yeah, he says the "sh" word.

Me:  What is the "sh" word?

Son:  Shoot

Me:  That's not the "sh" word.

Son:  Really?  I thought I had figured it out.  What is the "sh" word?

Me:  I'm not telling you.  Did you tell anyone that daddy cusses?

Son:  I was talking to Mrs Freeman about it, and Mrs Bastain.

Great, so now his teacher and the aide think that my husband cusses all the time.  I guess I'll have to break out the soap.