It used to be “p0rn” and “hot p0rn”.
We would drive by Target where Kate clearly remembers getting the slushy-popcorn special and she would yell out, “Buy p0rn!”; She’ll never know how she made us laugh.
Yesterday it became “pap0rn”.
Today it is “papap0rn”. And I know that soon she’ll get it right and say, “popcorn”.
While sometimes we figure out the first time our children do things (stand up, roll over, say ‘mama’) , we never know when the last time is that they’re going to do some particular cute thing or say that one silly phrase that makes you smile. And then it’s gone, never to be done spontaneously again.
Kate’s two-year-old sweetness slipped away quietly. And while it’s been replaced by three year old sweetness, I could just kick myself for not savoring every single lovely moment that is now gone.
I decided to change out the O’s in the offending word to avoid unsavory types of people. Thanks for understanding.
so true, I remember when Jacob used to call his stuffed animal monkey, monk me, c