So, being back in the land of awesomeness (a.k.a. the US of A) there are a few things that we have missed. One of them being fruit snacks. We could get said gem at the commissary, but they would
cost an arm and a leg. Maybe they were more reasonably priced for other people, but when I have 4 fruit snack inhalers in the house, a box of 8 bags only lasts a day, maybe. And at $2.50 a box, just not worth it to me. Well, we hit up the local Wal-Mart for a big box of them goodies as soon as we landed. (ok, maybe the next day) Jacqueline was the least acquainted with the fruity goodness and loves them the most. (to say the least) And I would dole them out one by one, to make the treat last longer. Jacqueline won't say "fruit snack", though. She calls them "Happy Sads".
"Mommy, I unna Happy Sads."
*translation* Mommy, I want a fruit snack.
And so now the term "Happy Sads" has entered the Penrod family vernacular. Forever to reside beside such hallowed terms as "show-show" (a shower) "nook" (look) and "noo-noos" (noodles). We promise we're not babbling idiots, we just sound like them.
"Mommy, I unna Happy Sads."
*translation* Mommy, I want a fruit snack.
And so now the term "Happy Sads" has entered the Penrod family vernacular. Forever to reside beside such hallowed terms as "show-show" (a shower) "nook" (look) and "noo-noos" (noodles). We promise we're not babbling idiots, we just sound like them.
;)
4 comments:
Super cute!! I'm so looking forward to all the cheap American treats that await Finn (and make life easy for me!). One more day...
I love the words kids come up with. We replace them with proper English as the kids get older, but English is such a messed up language and some kid words are hard to let go of. I like Happy-Sads, and I don't even know what they are.. makes me want some though :)
I like how Honor 'verbed' the word 'dark'. Turning the light off is 'darking' the room. She also opens and closes the lights... which makes so much more sense in an electronically literal kind of way. When Brian was 18mos. He came up to me and wanted to tell me the cat had thrown up in the hall... He didn't know the word.. "Mommy, the cat made... bleah!..." Bleah is the perfect word for such a mess. Honor tried to change it to 'ew' but 'cat-bleah' won out.
lol! That cracks me up! I have a tendency to say nicken choodle soup instead of chicken noodle, but it's purely accidental, I assure you!
IN my family we always called apple juice "apple foof." I grew up thinking it was a weird us thing. The day of my wedding my mother told me it was because when i was 3 or 4 i couldn't say juice. Thanks, mum! LOL
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