Jargon

Today one of Seth's church buddies came over while his mom had a Dr.'s appointment. He and Seth had a grand old time running around, throwing balls, playing with trucks, and chattering. I like to think that my speech therapy ears can understand every toddler, but more often than not I am stumped by their crazy jargon. I imagine nursery leaders must get pretty confused by the barrage of different languages they hear every week. Seth's pronunciation is pretty clear, but there are several strange pronunciations he has held onto. I know I've written about some of them on this blog before, but there are a few new ones too.


Bee bo = Belly button. Thanks, Sandra Boynton.
Dave = Joseph Smith. What? I really don't get this one.
Do or Die! = "Doo-da day" as in "Camptown races sing this song Doo-da, Doo-da... Oh doo-da day!"
Mama Pots = President Monson. President = Pots, Monson = Mama. Flip flop the words and whala! you've got Mama Pots.
Mama Eyring = President Eyring. Logical, huh?
Monteydada = Snuggly bear blanket. Used to be snuggly monkey blanket, but we lost that one!
Noni = Moroni (I guess church words are tricky)
A dee sa pots = Silly nonsense phrase that may have once meant something, but now Seth says it just to get a laugh out of us.
Te tel = Temple.
Tee tots = Aunt Krista (it also used to mean chicken and kitty cat, but he has since developed those words).
Wefi = Nephi.
Yo yos = Yogurt.


If only we had known what "Do or die" meant when Seth repeatedly shouted it at the pool lifeguard over a period of 15 minutes. Maybe we shouldn't have egged him on with our giggles :)

Seth must miss his family because he always tries to find them when we are in public. He finally learned to say "Grandma" but is still working out the gender details. Unfortunately I don't have enough fingers to count the times he's yelled out "Grandpa!!?" to random women at the store.

Seth also likes to find friends and famous figures. Every little boy is "Ben," every old man is "Mama Pots?" (which he says *crystal clear* leaving poor old men everywhere wondering what mamapots means), and bearded men are always "Jesus."

I know this picture has nothing to do with this post, but isn't it awesome? We had a GREAT Stake Pioneer Day celebration.

p.s. I have given up on blogging about our summer trips and visitors but you can see a great album documenting the fun on my facebook. We are really lucky this year and will be seeing most of our families again this Fall so I'll try to be better and take pictures/blog about those adventures.