I have tried to ban the word "stinkin'" from my house. When you hear your four-year-old son repeating you by saying, "that stinkin' ______", whatever the object may be that stinks at the time, it's a wake-up call to how crude it sounds coming from a child.
I haven't been entirely successful.
Today, Seth called something stinkin', although I can't recall the object of his ire. Not once, but twice. After I thought I heard him say it the second time, I asked him, "Seth, did you really say that word?"
To which he replied:
"Yeah, I know mom, it's just ridiklus."
I have nothing left to say. Some things are just meant to laugh about.