The Things We Say!

It’s 4pm and I am late for a meeting. Just as I step out the door, the house phone rings. For a moment I think I am going to let it go to voice mail and then, for no reason at all, I turn back and answer.

It’s one of my daughter’s friends. And could she ring her back? I mumble a yes, put the phone down wondering why she didn’t call her on her cell phone and off I am, to save the world. Later on, at the dinner table, I remember:

“Ah Baby!”

I call all my kids “Baby!”.

She looks at me and I tell her:

“Whatchamacallit called you this afternoon!”

Now you know why I call all my kids “Baby”!

And just like that it dawns on me… The things we say sometimes!

We all have these little gems. What are yours?

Here is another I have been known to utter:

“Baby!”

Nope this time I am talking to my wife.

“Baby” I say, “Could you bring me the thingamagic from the kitchen?”

And just as I finish this sentence, it occurs to me that I am not giving her a whole lot of information, which makes it all the more surprising when she brings me exactly the thingamagic I needed!

Some men are lucky… After all, how did she know the difference between thingamagic and thingybob? The woman never ceases to amaze me.

The other day, I heard a big thump from upstairs and then I saw my little one streaming down the stair case, with a frown on her face.

“What’s the matter Baby?”I ask her.

“Nothing” she says with that look on her face that always drops me straight in my tracks.

“The thing just fell off my bedside table.  And it broke!”  I have no idea what it is, but I am just glad she is alive!

Now my wife…  She would have known exactly what “thing” had just broken and would have simply carried on with whatever it is that she was doing, with the knowledge  there was at least no imminent danger…  from the broken thing!  I on the other hand have to get myself up, climb upstairs, turn right, walk down the hall, turn left and see for myself that my wife would have been right!

“I told you”  my daughter says and before I have time to catch her, she makes for her sister’s bedroom!

Nobody enter my teenage daughter’s bedroom uninvited and now I am really worried..

“Baby, can you come here a second for a moment?” is another one of my favorite mishaps!

You know what they say about opinion re-enforcement!

When it was fashionable there was a thing that kids used to say. Used to drive me up the wall, it did…

Imagine the scene if you please as I would settle my large frame in front of one of my kids, attempting in my inimitable style to explain a fact of life. And as a look of recognition would come down her gorgeous face and I would feel all fuzzy inside after a job well done…

This little one, with her gorgeous smile would look at me and say…

“Duh!”

Ah the things we say!

Mon ‘ti Bébé amour cherie a moi…

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