Margaret's new word

Our little angel revealed a new word in her vocabulary today. During one of her standard, pre-dinner meltdowns in which she requests food, she pointed at the shelves on which we store food and yelled "F*CK." "What did you say?," I asked. "F*CK, F*CK, F*CK," she kept yelling along with wild hand gestures.

Now what should I do in this situation? On the one hand, that's obviously a problematic word for a toddler to throw around. It's was pretty clear that she had a particular item in mind, something that she calls F*CK, but that others would call something else. (BTW, I don't know where she would've picked this up since Papa - the problem in our household - has cracked down on his cursing now that Margaret is a little copycat.) On the other hand, I didn't want to make a big deal about it since who knows what she would infer about a word that drew a big reaction from Dad.

So I ended up leaning out of the kitchen and telling Abby, "Guess what your daughter just yelled." Remarkably, Abby wasn't very accusatory about where the kid must have learned that word.