I’m changing a particularly heinous diaper and Bug is chattering away about a small stuffed elephant that he has resurrected from his often neglected stuffed animal pile.
“Mama, look at this baby elephant, he’s so cute!”
“He is cute buddy, I like that elephant.”
“He’s a girl, Mama.”
“Oh, well you should call it a she then. She‘s a girl.”
“Ssssssssshe’s a girl, Mama.”
“Ok, does sssssssssssshe have a name?”
“Um, I think…..Fock. Is Fock a name, Mama? I think her name is Fock. She is so sweet and little! Sweet little Fock! You are such a nice Fock! Mama, don’t you like Fock? Mama, why you laughing? Mama, don’t laugh at Fock! MAMA. STOP LAUGHING AT FOCK.”
This is the most hilarious thing I’ve read in quite a while!! Good job Bug!
Ow my stomach hurts.
You could always call him / her Earmuffs.
One of my favorite stories to date! I will be reading this post to Ant (no relation to Bug) this evening, maybe he will become addicted to your blog too (he hasn’t read it yet).
Wellllll, the other day I saw the name, Thoof, and mistook it for a fictional character in a child’s book! However, you don’t strike me as the sort to go for Thoof OR Fock! Aren’t kids fun?!
this is classic!!! I’m so glad you blog daily–I look forward to the comedy that seems to be your life!
Rachel that is HILARIOUS! Oh… and I read your blog, by the way… haha. And I love it. I hope we can go for that coffee date (that we haven’t followed through with) soon.
That is very funny. My son is now obsessed with clocks and loudly yells “COCK, COCK!” whenever he sees one as hubby and I wince.
that is awesome. i guess it made the diaper changing more fun!
What the. . ?! Fock?! Is that really her in the picture?
YEESSS!!!!
Fabulous! Reminds me of the little guy I used to nanny for who went through a phase of calling dump trucks “dumb f*cks.” Made taking a walk near a construction site dangerous.
Bug also has an uncle who briefly, at age 2, referred to trucks as “f*cks.” Naturally, an eighteen-wheeler was “a wheally big f*ck.” My 11-yr old self was most amused.
(Actually, I wonder if the tendency is genetic?)