August 24, 2011
There I was, minding my own business, when it came out of nowhere! Kind of like when you discover that puddle you just stepped in, well... really isn't water. Nothing prepares you for it.
Joseph: Mom? Can you teach me to talk like a girwl? (he still has a hard time saying his r's)
Me: *unsure I heard right, I quirked an eyebrow, my left one to be exact* Say what?
Joseph: 'Cause I can kind of sound like a girwl - like this high, *insert high squeaky uh... err.... noise* Ahhhhhh ahhhh ahhhhhhhhh.... See? So can you teach me to sound like a bettew girwl?
Me: *stunned and dumbfounded into silence as he stared at me expectantly* Uhhhh.... wow, ummm... why do you need me to teach you to sound like a girl?
Joseph: Because, mom, you awre a giwrl! (Oh tell me he did not just give me a mini eye roll!)
Me: Why yes, yes I am. *still not quite sure how to take all this* Well, you just keep practicing and I'm sure you'll get it.
A minute later I turn at the sound of his high-pitched ahhhhhhhh-ing again to see him thus.
Joseph: *excitedly* My girwl voice is almost rwight! Ahhhhhhhhhhh.............
It was finally revealed to me that he was practicing to be the girl cootie bug so Jacob could be the boy cootie bug.
Well, it all makes perfect sense to me now.
But I confess, I was quite relieved there was an explanation.