The phrases that stick
As I've mentioned before, Zippy has a speech delay. One of the side effects of this is that she does something called scripting, which means that she uses specific phrases to get a response. For a long time, she'd start a conversation with, "we rode on a boat," and that would prompt one of us to discuss the boat ride we'd taken with her. So it was her way of practicing conversation.
The problem with scripting is that it can be annoying to those of us with less than saintly levels of patience (read: Mr. LT and myself). We get tired of the same conversations, but we play along. Mostly. Right now, Zippy has for some reason latched onto the phrase (Wendy, cover your eyes), "Oh my shit!". Yes. Oh.My.Shit. This is my 5 year old's FAVORITE THING IN THE WORLD TO SAY right now. I have no idea what conversation she's trying to start. None. And no idea where she came up with this, because I swear I've never before uttered the words Oh.My.Shit. I've used (Wendy, cover your eyes) "Oh my God" on a fairly regular basis, and admit to thinking it adorable when Zippy started saying, "Oh my Godge" (which I belive is a cross between "oh my God" and "oh my gosh"), but never Oh.My.Shit. And OMS is making me insane. Really. And I can't figure out how to make her Just Stop Saying Those Words. I've tried numerous tactics, and none of them work. I'm thinking I'm pretty much a failure of a parent because I cannot defeat my 5 year old's love for this phrase. Sigh.
So if you hear a cute little blonde girl saying, "Oh My Shit" around town, please be assured that her harried parents in no way endorse the phrase. We're mortified. Really.
Labels: late talking, not so clever, Zippy
posted by Little Things at
3:05 PM
4 Comments:
If I saw her around town saying that, I certainly wouldn't think you were a failure as a parent. Then again, when my youngest was 5, everytime he'd get made at someone, he'd call them a fuckass. It went on for a couple of months, and then he stopped. I don't think we spent a lot of time in public around then.
You just made me laugh loudly - I'm glad at times like this that I work from home! I feel better already.
BTW, the Wendy I was protecting is my SIL. You obviously don't need protecting. ;)
LOL... kids are so cute sometimes, eh? Hope you guys have a great weekend!
Oh my godge,oh my shit, what the hell, dumbass.
It goes on forever.
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