hyperbole strikes again
You know how sometimes your kid will say something to you and the words are completely goofed up? I’m not just talking about my little guys. I’m talking about the older half of my children. I expect mispronunciations from my 6 years old, of course. And it’s funny. But when my older kids mispronounce something it can sometimes get extra funny.
My 12 year old got his inability to pronounce hyperbole from me. He says super-bowlie. Like a football game for 3 year olds.
My 10 year old calls it hyper-boboli. But that’s actually a pizza crust hopped up on caffeine.
If you want to read about my issue with the word you can go here. The jokes are still rolling in about this one from friends. I will live forever in infamy as the girl who could not remember how to pronounce hyperbole.
Hey, I’m not afraid to admit I’m a little slow sometimes. I can blame it on the pregnancy which makes my frequent dim-wittedness feel not so much my fault…
My 10 year old can’t say birth certificate. He says it every other way but right. Birth fercificate. Birth berficicate. Birth cerficicate.
He just can’t say it.
He finds this funny.
My boys find all this quite humorous and will purposely repeat this stuff over and over again. Whenever I write about their goofiness I ask, Do you mind if I blog about this?
You know, so I don’t embarrass them too bad.
It doesn’t surprise me that they’re super okay with it. They are 100% their father’s boys.
They enjoy being the center of attention at just about any cost.
Over the years they’ve taught me to be less uptight.
I think that’s a good thing.
Oh, and one last thing on a different note but totally worth mentioning -
This morning Sam(3) told Ben(6), If you don’t let me sit on that pillow I’m going to hurt Gabe.
Yeah. It was funny.
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