Once again this is just a quick blog. I’ll waffle for as long as this packet of chocolate raisins last for, and then I really should actually go to bed on time.
I neeeed to record this, because it cracked me up no end. I don’t think any god-fearing, responsible parent should be amused by this, but I can’t help myself. I apologise for my immature sense of humour in advance. (grovels) I suspect this is an example of bad parenting, but then I’ve never pretended to be perfect.
OH took S to the park the other day and when he came home he told me about S’s newest linguistic trick / development. S has learnt to say ‘Faster’. Problem is, he doesn’t say his ‘F’s’ properly, he uses ‘B’s’ instead; in addition to this he adds a ‘d’ at the end, for reasons only known to himself. I’ll leave you to work out the word, although I’ll give you a hint. It sounds very like the word ‘Bar Steward’.
Consequently poor OH had a son shouting ‘B*sterd Daddy!’ over and over again, as he pushed him on the swings – there were tons of other parents there too. I think they were probably too polite to say anything and maybe sniggered about it afterwards. OH was a mixture of embarrassed and highly amused.
We decided we needed to help him get over his ‘F’ problem and spent a while trying to get him to say ‘Faster’ properly. This did not go to plan at all. It just meant that he repeated the word after us incorrectly every time, to great comic effect. OH and I ended up nearly crying with laughter and S just sat there looking at us like we were mad, repeating the word ‘B*sterd’ every now and then. The more serious we tried to be, the worse it got. Very, very, unfortunately funny. D was thankfullly in bed at the time or would no doubt have been taking notes. She’s taken to shouting ‘For God’s sake!’ and looking very proud of herself recently. Looks like both my two are learning the linguistic ropes a little too quickly for my liking.
I don’t think I dare take S to the park until he’s mastered the ‘F’ sound, I’d either die laughing or have to find a hole to curl up in. On the up side, S said last night before bed….’Mummy boves me’ which was frankly adorable.