As some if you know, Jacob’s been talking a lot. I mean, a lot.
WE understand him… Most of the time.
Other people understand him SOME of the time. Anyway, he calls pine cones “ho cone” and stick, is well, it sounds like he’s saying “dick”. It’s actually pretty hilarious to me. Until we’re in public and he asks for a “dick”. Or he sees a stick. You get where this is going. He eats Plum Organics’ Fiddlesticks – they’re a very healthy, protein-packed snack that are organic and tasty. He loves them.
And I’ll never look at them the same way again. Every time he asks for one, he shouts: “Dick!”
To which we reply: “You want a stick?” He says “Ya!” (imagine that with a German accent – no clue where it came from, but alas, there it is…)
Upon completing the first “dick” he then asks for – yes, you guessed it! “Mo’ dick!” Which is fine in the confines of our home, less so when we’re in public. The looks we get are absolutely priceless! I love watching the judgement on people’s faces fade when we repeat his request with the correct word. Seriously? You thought we taught our kid how to say ‘dick’?
The other day, he and I were at the park. We played for a solid hour making sand castles and chasing squirrels (sorry no photos – I was busy!) and then he said: “mo’ ho cone” So we went looking for pine cones. I got him some big ones and some little ones – he loves them all. And then he saw a tree branch on the ground – it was about 3 feet long. In front of two other parents he yelled: “Big dick!”
I could feel the stares – didn’t even have to look. In my head I screamed: “Stick! He said ‘Stick’!”
I calmly looked at my child and said: “Yeah, that’s a really big stick!”
To be totally honest, I have no idea if the other parents there heard me, and I honestly don’t care. I know what we’re teaching him, and that’s all that matters to me.
For the record, he said ‘Stick’ though.
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