As Mr. G was backing out of the driveway, on his way to work this morning, I could hear the Girl yelling at the front window, “DADDY! I’M WAVING TA YOU! YOU NEED TO WAVE BACK!! DADDY!!!”
Me: Honey, he can’t hear you.
The Girl (as Mr.G drives out of sight) : Aw CRAP! He RUINED it!
Me: Honey, you haven’t had him wave to you for a long, long time. If you want him to wave to you from the car, you have to tell him before he leaves, while he’s still in the house. He doesn’t know you want him to wave at you, and he can’t hear you when he’s in the car.
The Girl: aaaaAAAAAWWWWWW, MY LIFE is RUINED!
The Domesticated Nerd Girl 
LOL I love the “aw, crap.”
I’m the worst influence on her. Her teacher at pre-school taught her to say “oh my gosh” instead of “oh my GAWD,” which is what she learned from me. And so far I’ve been able to convince her that during moments of frustration, I am suddenly struck by how many different types of cheeses there are.