Dallenisms

Every child seems to have weird words or phrases that they struggle to pronounce correctly, right? I think they're cute. They add personality. Terron and I decided early on that although we would continue using the CORRECT words ourselves, we WOULDN'T correct them (unless they asked) until it got to a point that it actually mattered.

Dallen's going to Kindergarten this fall and it's starting to matter to me. I mean, how's he going to learn how to spell things if he thinks the word is pronounced completely different? The second thing is that Dawsen is picking up on some of his mistakes, thinking that's really the way something should be said. We certainly don't need that.

From the beginning Dallen called girls grills. "I LIKE grills, Mommy!" "You're a grill and I'm a boy." Awhile ago he started catching on (on his own) that the pronunciation was different. Now he pronounces girl just right. The problem? We now have "girl-cheese sandwiches for lunch. Oh dear...

Easily his favorite mispronunciation is making the first syllable of a word "be." "I'll betect (protect) you from the fire dragon!" "I'm so becided (excited) and beprised (surprised) that we get to have our friends over!" Let's betend (pretend) you're the student and I'm the teacher." Rest assured that there is no "be" added to the majority of his sentences, but when we do here them, those are the words we hear the most.

The day will come when there will be no more Dallenisms. And I have to admit that as much as they occasionally drive me crazy, I'll be the first to miss them.

Loving these boys.

Aw...crap! :)

Last Saturday Terron was working on framing the basement and left the garage door open. Dawsen escaped (of course) and I found him standing on the grass in the front yard. After a quick rebuke to get inside he said, "Mommy, there's poop on the grass!"

"Dog poop?" I replied

"No, MY poop!"

His underpants proved perfectly clean, but there was a little on his foot so I'm led to believe that he seriously dropped his drawers and unloaded in the front yard.

We are SO white trash. :)

Loving these boys.