Lingo Heard Around This House

I was sitting around the house this evening (feels like the first time I sat down in say, two weeks) and realized that like any household, we have a bit of our own lingo. For example, there was a conversation that went something like this.

"Rach, have you seen the Duj?"

"No. I thought that you had him."

"Daddy, Duj is in the kangaroo house."

"Oh, good. I need to change him."

"Oh, I already checked... it was just an FGW."

"Oh, OK. I won't bother yet then."

This conversation would be much easier to follow with some explanation/ translation, eh? So here goes. Duj (pronounced "Dewge" is Judah, who about a year ago Elijah called "Dujah" for a good couple months and it stuck. Except that in this house, we unnecessarily shorten everything, so it got shortened to "Duj." Try to pronounce it at your own risk. Actually, just call him Judah. He'll like you better when he grows up. My poor youngest sister Naomi got stuck with the childhood nickname "Chumpy" for like, ten years. It was awful.

Second, the kangaroo house is the little area that Elijah creates whenever his imaginary kangaroo comes to visit. It's even better when he becomes the kangaroo, jumping around yelling something like "I have a baby in my belly-- it's named Joey!"

Finally, in case you didn't ask and didn't want to know, an FGW = Fart Gone Wrong. It's what we call the little excuse-me bits of excrement that stink like a real #2 but are really just a really big gas blast.

There's the little behind bassoon maestro right there!!

There are a couple others of note as well: "Daddy, I'm a woman!" This is not Elijah expressing any kind of gender confusion, but rather what he calls himself when he wears a shirt with one arm in its sleeve and one arm hanging completely unclothed over the shirt, like an off-the-shoulder dress. He's been doing it for almost a year; we still have no idea where he got the idea from.

And finally, there is the great love of Elijah's life, the 'combo' light... in truth, it's just what happens when a fan and a light get together and hang out in a bathroom ceiling, but to Elijah it's the BEST THING EVER. A fan-- his first great love-- and a bright light.... TOGETHER!!! He loves them so much that anywhere we go with one, he insists on "examining" it upon first entering the house and, in the case of one good friend, insists on praying for it nightly. I have put my foot down on this one, though. We only pray for people at night, else we'd be praying for Paloma's combo light until the wee hours of the morning.

Have a wonderful night all!