Friday, February 3, 2012

Say what?

Today was report card day! I am not sure how my actual children performed, because the only papers I got were for a ninth grader and a sixth grader. Seriously? When did that all happen? I know this is nothing terribly unique as so many parents ponder the same shock at the passing of time.

I had some notes for possible blog topics, and apparently if you let the list sit long enough, you will find other bloggers talking about some of the same sorts of things. The Mad Woman Behind the Blog, at Diary of a Mad Woman, was sharing some thoughts about some particular items in her daughter's language development. So sweet!

In our house, there were some minor blending issues with my son. An airplane would "sly", as did the main character in one of our favorite books, Old Black Fly. Doug Slutie would allegedly wave to him from the television during a Bills game. The daughter graced us with "durls" for girls and her brother was "Ma-heww" (said right thru her nose, whereas now she just turns up her nose when she says it at times). My favorite was, and still is, "Hiyo Titty", who will always be very near and dear to my heart (and will always be referred to by that slightly inappropriate name). Little Miss and I spent some limited quality time together in front of the bathroom mirror watching our mouths move to create the desired sounds. Her patience with me during these sessions should have been noted as some foreshadowing for numerous future encounters.

A couple of my other favorite mispronunciations came from a friend's daughter. We still use these words around the house at times. See if you can figure out what they are (no fair for the mom to give the answer). They are "drilled trees", and "dram crappers". (Hint: both are food items very popular with hungry preschoolers.)

As much as I miss the budding language skills of my own children when they were so young, I do enjoy that they are able to appreciate the humor around us now. There is another thing we say in our house that came out of the mouth of a babe. They were playing MarioKart with my dear godson when his mother told him he had time for a just a couple more races. After two races went by, my kids knew the party was over. However, as his mom told him it was time to be done, he fell right to pieces. When he was told that he'd been warned, he pleaded "You said a couple more, that's like NINE or SEVEN!" Be careful how many you ask for around here.

While the children who live in our house (which feels like four of us at times) have left what I guess I should call baby talk behind, I do still find them endlessly entertaining to listen to.

8 comments:

  1. I have a 9th and 6th grader too, and I have no idea how it happened either. Even more confounding is where the 2nd grader came from?

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  2. Haha! I am so glad Zane doesn't know the 'couple' rule! I use that word a lot!

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  3. Graham crackers for sure! Not sure what drilled trees are though... haha my favorite from those years is actulutely... which my daughter used frequently from the ages of 4-6. I am still not sure what the hell she was getting at most of the time. I loved this post. It took me back to days when I felt more connected! THANK YOU!

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  4. Hahahaha, awwww. Yeah, I miss those days too. We still use some of my daughter's words around here, like fidge-a-later. Well, okay, only I use that word.

    When my first child was a toddler, we had a nanny help us around who was not the most articulate individual. She'd say 'foam' for phone and 'mines' for 'mine', etc. We spent a LOT of time trying to undo that damage.

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    1. How could you not keep fidge-a-later...I might start using it! So not a Mary Poppins nanny with just an English accent?

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  5. Grilled cheese and graham crackers. If you ever want a dose of kid-dome, come and visit any time. My youngest minion is 2 and is very fond of the word NO.

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  6. I loved the baby talk! There were often things Jude said that were so cute that I could never bring myself to correcting him. One of my favorites was when he always wanted to ride the "escalvator".

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