word junkie

"Good words are worth much and cost little." -George Herbert

I'm a word junkie and married one too. Oh how the Docta and I enjoy a good word war, a full on quibble about random word origins, definitions, connotations, and so on. So as word enthusiasts we quite easily were sold on the tip we read somewhere that recommends that we parents do not "dumb down" our vocabulary when speaking to our kids. Of course we always knew we'd never call the penis the "pee pee" or the vagina the "vajay jay" but I think over the last 2 and half years we might have taken this advice a bit too far...

Still speckled and ripe with birth canal bruises, the G grunted and groaned as the Docta in his best "goo goo, gaa gaa" voice, taught him this little jingle to remember trigonometry formulas,

"some old horse caught another horse taking oats away."

Don't ask me what it stands for I never learned it,
I'm mathematically challenged and hoping these early dad chats are submerging into the G's subconscious and permanently alter any Mathematical DNA damage he might have received from my end.
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The G will often sing the water cycle song from his favorite book Science Verse..."precipitation evaporation, precipitation, evaporation." Does he know that precipitation is water? Yes and has he tried to used it as a verb when it is raining? Yes.
"Mama it is precipitationing." Yes G it does that in Seattle.





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When "Aunty Jojo," mama's dear friend from San Diego, recently came to visit we took her to the Olympic Sculpture Park.

"I'm so excited to see the Art, how about you G?" she asked him swinging his hand into her own.

"No, I'm not excited. I'm just amused" he replied.




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We've been trying to explain the concept of a joke to the G but I don't think he gets it yet...

Aunty Jojo: G you could be a model, you're just gorgeous.
snap, flash, snap flash.
G: I'm not a model, I'm just a joke.
Maybe you're on to something G because you do love a good laugh.


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In an effort to redirect the G's current obsession with racing cars around the house, the Docta decided to expand his frame of reference and teach him about the engine and how it works. Jiffylube eat your heart out, not only can the kid pick out a spark plug in a line-up but he loves to tell you how it all works ad nauseam.
"The spark plug ignites the gas. The axle turns the wheel. The oil lubricates the piston."
Lubricates... always a fun word and a challenge to try to slip it into polite conversation, *a word dare given to me by the Docta.
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G: Mama in this picture I was inside your belly.
Mama: That's right G you grew right here in my belly.
The Docta: G you actually grew inside a special place called the uterus.
A sophisticated word for a two year old but not so great when the little guy pulls up my shirt and pronounces to all onlookers,
"hey, hey that is my mama's uterus."

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