When my daughter was very young, I gave her a couple of pots and pans to play with on the kitchen floor while I cooked. She soon started to bang them with a wooden spoon and cursed, "Shit! Shit! Shit!" I was mortified and asked what she was doing. Her reply: "I'm grandma cooking". My mother never curses, except when she's cooking, and it's likely a generational thing. LOL