More Z-isms

Raid-lo-lo = Radio
Chock-it = Chocolate
Snoozy = Smoothie
Choc-o-lit Snoozy = Tropical Smoothie (and yet chocolate is still chock-it...baffling)
Bat-er-ly = Battery
pun-key-yown = provolone
meh-sid-uhr tape  = measuring tape
scoof driver = screwdriver

and a long list of things that are supposed to be sn or sp but instead are st: stoon (spoon), stack (snack), stow (snow), stinach (spinach), stake (snake), stail (snail), stade (spade), I'm sure there are more

Busted

The other day, I was cleaning up the kitchen and came across a couple of toys.  Both of the boys seem to have this irresistible urge to transport small objects from the living room to the kitchen, likely to aid the cats in trying to kill me.

Early bird

The boys and I have lately been participating in a weekly "Girls' Night" with my best friend and her family (Mom, daughter R, sister, & sister's best friend).  Yes, I'm aware that my sons are not girls. Under 5 doesn't count.  Most of the time I only bring one of them with me...it's a little easier on me to only have one, and it turns into quality one-on-one time with Daddy for the one that doesn't come. Win-win situation all around.

Z-isms

rectinkle - rectangle
aminals crackers
stoon - spoon
Purry - Perry
Oil - Earl (it has a twang to it that I just can't figure out how to spell...oy-yuhl?)
stack - snack
stowflake - snowflake
disonaur - dinosaur
monsterella - mozzerella
llellow - yellow
firzday - Thursday

Choke hold

N is fond of cheerios.  Very fond.  So fond, in fact, that he occasionally puts more in his mouth than he can actually manage to ingest safely, given that he still only has two bottom teeth.  Whenever he coughs on his cheerios I generally say, "You're not supposed to choke on them, silly!" while making sure he clears his throat.

Look who's talking

Z's language skills took awhile to develop.  It's mostly been within the last year or so that he's really started to use his vocal cords for something other than grunting and screaming.

Daddy go kitchen

The other night, M (otherwise known in this household as "Daddy") was getting ready to cook dinner. I was feeding N his solid food, and Z was nowhere to be found.  Since everyone knows that silence equals mischief, M went down the hall to Z's room to see what he was up to.  Nothing is what he was up to, just playing in his room, some random game known only to him.  But when M came in the room, Z got right up, pushed him out the door, said, "Daddy go kitchen!" and closed the door on him.  I guess he really wanted Daddy to get cooking!

Language lesson

A selection of English words and phrases, according to Z:

Fork drop =  pork chop (except, of course, when he drops a fork)
Ehm-fee-ahnt  = elephant

Magnet noodle = magnadoodle

Pappagoni = pepperoni

Mackagoni = macaroni

Manganetos = magnetos

Moouk = milk (up until very recently, this was book...since book was also book, we had to rely on context)
Try-sih-gull = tricycle
Trang-you-lo = triangle
Deedle & Fred = needle and thread
yaow = water
yaowmewon = watermelon
yivving woom = living room

Fork drops

This is probably a case of funnier if you were there, but since this blog is just as much for me to remember as it is for me to tell other people, you'll just have to suffer through.  Happened over the hurricane weekend.

Scene:  eating dinner - pork chops, salad, watermelon.

Z - Have chicken?
Me - It's not chicken, son.  It's pork.  Mommy made pork chops for dinner.
Z - Fowk chops?
Me - That's right, pork chops.
Z - (points at fork) Fowk, (points at pork) fowk chops.
Me - Pork, buddy, with a P.  Pork chops.
Z - Fowk chops.
Me - Okay, what you said.

Next day:  eating lunch - fruit, crackers, the carrots from my chicken pot pie.
Z - Have a fowk?
Me - We don't have any more forks.  You dropped all the forks, now all the forks are dirty.
Z - Fowks dropped?
Me - Yes, the forks dropped on the floor.
Z - Have fowk drops for lunch?  Pwease?


(I hear crickets...like I said, probably funnier if you were there...)