Thursday, October 16, 2008

And the First Word Is...


Ms. G at daycare said that one of the kids was saying "Mine!" about everything all day yesterday and all the other kids picked up on it, including Donny ("We all said, 'Did he just say what I think he just said?'") We tried all night for a repeat performance but it was not forthcoming.

"Mine!" That does not bode well. My Mom thought it was the funniest thing ever but I'm a bit worried. Its like that one character in one of the Faulkner books. The first time you see him, he's a little boy running with his hands in his pockets and you just know this character is going to grow up into a tightfisted, moneygrubbing study in greed.

Maybe I'll try to work on his next word being, "Yours!" or "Seriously--take it!"


alienspice said...

as long as the next words are not "I want a goose that lays gold eggs for easter" I think you'll be okay.

seriously though---no time like the present to learn boundaries.

Charles said...

Interesting. Sort of a Western PA alternative to "Drill, baby drill?"


Ah: the double entendre! My first word, apparently was "DUCK" which I always like to think of as a WWI trench warfar scenario with me as a doughbaby warning my squadron that Jerry is lobbing grenades our way.

I think I used that joke already in this blog. OH WELL.

sharon said...

Shanley can teach him the lyrics to "Failed Attempts."