This post popped into my head this morning for some reason, and just thinking about it, I couldn’t stop laughing! Originally published almost five years ago, when Joshua wasn’t even FOUR (and now he’s about to start THIRD GRADE!!) it’s one of my favorites. I couldn’t fight off the urge to share it with you in case you weren’t reading on December 7, 2007…enjoy! (And comment! Please!)
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Joshua is almost four and his intelligence astounds me every day (’cause you know, Bobby and I are a couple of dummies). He’s known all his letters since before he was two, partially because we have a magnetic bathroom wall. Yesssss, the tiles on our bathroom wall are made of metal. I’m not sure what era this is from exactly but it’s both functional and aesthetically pleasing. Yay! Anyhoo, a couple of years ago we got a slew of magnetic alphabet letters for the bathroom wall to entertain educate him while I was in the shower. Recently, thanks to his super-genius and the PBS Kids show Word World, Joshua has begun spelling actual words with said letters, without even asking me how they are spelled! Yesterday when I got out of the shower, he said, “Look Mom, I’m going to spell the word bug.” He then proceeded to find the b,u, and g and put them in the correct order. I was amazed and of course rewarded him with MUCH praise. Then, he asked me how to spell the word “corn.” I helped him sound it out, he spelled it with the letters, and I cheered again. Yay genius boy!
Fast forward to that evening at bedtime. Bobby and Joshua are in the bathroom preparing to brush Joshua’s teeth, and I am in the bedroom putting my PJs on. All of a sudden I hear Bobby calling me so I run to the bathroom. There I see that Joshua has made a new word. I won’t write it here because I don’t want my blog traffic to get perved up, but let’s just say he took the c off of corn and replaced it with a p. “Mommy look!” he cried. “I made p*rn!”
Bobby was already cracking up, and I just collapsed on the floor laughing. Joshua was veeeeery pleased that he had made us laugh and started giggling too. “I made p*rn!” he exclaimed again proudly. (OF COURSE, he has no idea what that means, or that it’s even a real word. He just knows phonics!) I was laughing so hard I was crying. “What are we gonna do?” I asked Bobby, who was no better off than I was. “I don’t know!” he said. He was cracking up so badly I thought he was going to have an asthma attack. Joshua noticed that we were slightly distracted from his spelling efforts, so he took the p away from the orn and said, “Mommy, now I’m gonna build the word p*rn and you’re gonna laugh.” So off I went again, rolling on the floor laughing so hard my stomach hurt. I thought I might be able to distract him with other words. “You can make other words that rhyme with corn, honey. Like worn or born.”
“Or p*rn!” he exclaimed.
(More uncontrollable laughter from his mature, twelve thirty-year-old parents.)
“Forget it,” said Bobby, “I’m just gonna hide all the p’s. ”
“Stupid Word World. Teaching my kid phonics!” I grumbled.
Somehow we all got calmed down, Joshua’s teeth got brushed, and we all went to bed. Bobby and I giggled about Joshua’s new word a while longer, and Bobby took all the p’s off the wall and hid them! Joshua hasn’t mentioned it today at all, but I’m preeeety sure he’s going to remember just in time to tell the babysitter or anyone and everyone at church this weekend that he “made p*rn”. And then, we will really have some ‘splaining to do!
So, stay tuned for that.
Ahhh, yes. The rhyme game. 🙂 I love it.
Thanks for re-sharing this, Jenny. Too funny! That is def one kid memory you will never forget.
Yes, we had to quit singing the Name Game song when some friends got a dog and named him Tucker.
Good times.
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Our story isn’t quite that good. But a few springs ago when my son (now 7) was in pre-school my husband was getting him up and dresssed for school. My husband opened his curtains and exclaimed, rather loudly, “we’ve got so much rain that we’ve got f***ing ducks in our backyard.” I cringed at the thought of the vocabulary my precious baby boy was about to absorb. A few moments later, our son replied: “Funny ducks, I want to see the funny ducks.”
I sighed in relief and answered, “yes, let’s see those silly ducks!”
My favorite Julia-ism is when she calls the sanctuary at church the sex-uary. She’s been doing it for years and has been corrected several times, but that’s still how it comes out and I still laugh.