Why have I suddenly taken up blogging? Because a few days ago I realized the most coherent sentence to come out of my mouth all day was to my dog Wellington: "Dodo, you want a kookie?"
A few more tidbits from the transcripts of my daily life with a cat, a dog and a newborn baby:
Me: Bika Bika want a brushie? (to Milo the cat)
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Me: Dodo, no runned away, dingdong dodo! Go fo a wok dodo?
Wellington: *wags tail* (this being the most coherent thing I hear all day)
Me: "Git the schquirrel dodo."
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Juniper: Wah wah cooooo wahh Awhooohunn
Me: Oh daas baybay, you sad? Dawahweeewahwoz.
As you can see the most I get in return is a muttacular wag of the tail, a reassuring feline narrowing of the eyes, or sphinct-orations from a newborn about the robo-calls scandal in the US of eh! aka Canada.
Oh, I know what you are going through! I used to have a sorta gibberish way of speaking to my closest peeps and my mister said I should use only English with the kids otherwise they would grow up talking like Nell (that Jodie Foster movie?). Now, I am so beyond my old Darge-speak I can hardly remember it. There are a few tapes, but I shall destroy them tonight.
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