It’s ironic that our pastor spoke on this very topic this past weekend and that we had to deal with a tongue situation at home.
You know the verses on taming the tongue, right? Here’s a snippet taken from James 3.
My favorite verses 7-10 from The Message:
 This is scary: You can tame a tiger, but you can’t tame a tongueโ€”it’s never been done. The tongue runs wild, a wanton killer. With our tongues we bless God our Father; with the same tongues we curse the very men and women he made in his image. Curses and blessings out of the same mouth!

This really is scary … especially when you think about everything that pours out of your mouth every day … blessings and curses.
Well … La Petite Belle has been having some challenges related to her speech, especially when it comes to her sister. She can shoot fire out of her mouth for sure.
Beau and I have been having to discipline this sweet little angel quite a bit.
Pray for me. It’s been a struggle and sometimes I feel like I’m at the end of my rope.
The straw that broke the camel’s back was when La Petite Belle called K Belle an “idiot” for  the third or fourth time this week, after having been corrected three or four times. I even made her write lines, saying “I will be kind to my sister.” 
Well, last night, we pulled out the big guns and resorted to the whole washing-her-mouth-out-with-soap punishment. And, not just any soap … Bath and Body Works Island Nectar hand soap. Only the good stuff for our children.
I think it may have worked because gagging and freaking out ensued, along with the dramatic crying.
The threat to repeat this procedure each time mean, ugly, hurtful words came out was given.
Let’s hope she gets it.
Beau offered to wash mine out too because I declined to get out of his “spot” on the couch by saying, “I don’t see your name on it.”
Really, honestly, we could use a good mouth-washing every once in a while. 
Or every day.