Thursday – Pup Cakes and Stunks
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As a parent, I am supposed to correct my son when he mispronounces a word so that he will grow up to speak properly. Sometimes, though, his mispronunciations are so perfect and so apt that instead of correcting him I adopt his words for things and start using them myself, because he has a way of giving things the names they should have been given in the first place.
Like “pupcakes.” Small, personal sized cakes are commonly called “cupcakes,” but it’s not like we serve them in cups or eat them out of cups. They are baby-sized cakes, like a full sized cake had a litter of baby cakes, or pups. Sweet Pea started calling them pupcakes when he was two, and I was so charmed I never corrected him. We all call them pupcakes around our house now. We like them with homemade chocolate frosting and sprinkles on top.
The other Sweetpeaism I like is “stunk,” as in, “Ew! I smell a stunk!” A stunk, of course, is a small black mammal with a white stripe down its back that is most known for spraying a foul-smelling liquid at anyone it finds threatening. As you all know, “stunks” stink and are best avoided.
I think the reason they are probably called skunks, rather than stunks, is because early on people noticed that anyone who had an encounter with one stunk afterward. Evenutally, a 5 year old with poorer pronunciation skills than my son mispronounced the word as “skunk” and his parents thought it was so cute that they started saying it that way, too, just to humor him. Eventually the silly new name caught on. With the help of my Sweet Pea, we are correcting the language and renaming the animal what it should be called, anyway, based on the fact that whenever a person smells one, they think, “Man, that sure stunk.”
One of these days, you may be able to tell your grandchildren that you remember back when stunks were still called “skunks,” and they will think you are nuts. They will no doubt tell you that stunk is a much better name for such an animal, and that they can understand why it was changed to something more logical.
Bet sure to tell them to thank Sweet Pea for that.
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As a parent, I am supposed to correct my son when he mispronounces a word so that he will grow up to speak properly. Sometimes, though, his mispronunciations are so perfect and so apt that instead of correcting him I adopt his words for things and start using them myself, because he has a way of giving things the names they should have been given in the first place.
Like “pupcakes.” Small, personal sized cakes are commonly called “cupcakes,” but it’s not like we serve them in cups or eat them out of cups. They are baby-sized cakes, like a full sized cake had a litter of baby cakes, or pups. Sweet Pea started calling them pupcakes when he was two, and I was so charmed I never corrected him. We all call them pupcakes around our house now. We like them with homemade chocolate frosting and sprinkles on top.
The other Sweetpeaism I like is “stunk,” as in, “Ew! I smell a stunk!” A stunk, of course, is a small black mammal with a white stripe down its back that is most known for spraying a foul-smelling liquid at anyone it finds threatening. As you all know, “stunks” stink and are best avoided.
I think the reason they are probably called skunks, rather than stunks, is because early on people noticed that anyone who had an encounter with one stunk afterward. Evenutally, a 5 year old with poorer pronunciation skills than my son mispronounced the word as “skunk” and his parents thought it was so cute that they started saying it that way, too, just to humor him. Eventually the silly new name caught on. With the help of my Sweet Pea, we are correcting the language and renaming the animal what it should be called, anyway, based on the fact that whenever a person smells one, they think, “Man, that sure stunk.”
One of these days, you may be able to tell your grandchildren that you remember back when stunks were still called “skunks,” and they will think you are nuts. They will no doubt tell you that stunk is a much better name for such an animal, and that they can understand why it was changed to something more logical.
Bet sure to tell them to thank Sweet Pea for that.
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Date: 2010-06-25 10:25 pm (UTC)I also hear that this is how butterflies got their name. From what I understand, they used to be called flutterbyes but someone, I don't recall who, called them by their new name and it stuck. Could very well be an urban legend, but it's a cute story nonetheless.
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Date: 2010-06-28 06:48 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-06-26 04:17 am (UTC)And the princessbride will forever be known as "Buffer" because that was as close as the small ones could get to saying "Jennifer."
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Date: 2010-06-28 06:50 pm (UTC)I like "after later." It makes perfect sense to me. :)
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Date: 2010-06-29 12:12 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-07-04 02:22 pm (UTC)"Jinkins died on the cross to save you from your sins mommy"
"Man shes turning into a LAZYBUG!"
"This girl at school was really vulumptious"
"thats not way how you do it" (I TOTALLY have gotten into the habit of saying "the way how" and have to try super hard not to say it around non-family members lol)
The main roon in my house is the "Ribbon Room" (living room)
My sister will ALWAYS be "Aunt Wee Hannah" (Leanna)
"Do you NEMEMBER/RENEMBER that time...."
"Don't you know we live in a doggy-dog world mommy?"
"FEEL my RAFT!"
"That poor girl has very low shelf-of-steam"
Gabby: Mommy thats a rabbit cat don't touch it!
Me: Rabbit cat Gabby?
Gabby: YES MOMMY its sick so it must be a RABBIT CAT!!!
"I meeds a megzegg!!" OMG this one took like a YEAR to decifer!!! It was "I need a BANDAID!" WHO WOULDA THOUGHT MEGZEGG meant BANDAID???
"OMG you just got ALCRAHOL ALL IN MY BLOSTER!!!!!" HAHAHAHA OMG I CANNOT even TYPE that without laughing SO HARD! I had sprayed my perfume with her close by and she inhaled it so it burned her nose... her "bloster" (nostril) hahaha!
This one is from the other day "I just lifted a 70 year old kid today!!!" She meant she had to lift a 70lb kid in cheer but she said she was 70 years old hahahaha!
Gabby was ALWAYS complaining about her bladder hurting. I couldnt figure out for the LIFE of me WHY she even would THINK about her bladder at such a young age. She said her bladder hurt at least once a day without fail for quite a while. So one day we're sitting on the sofa watching TV and she starts SCREAMING "MY BLADDER MY BLADDER!!!" I was like "OMG what could this BE???" then ALL the sudden she RIPS a BIG ONE!! LMAO I FINALLY had the answer! It wasnt her bladder AT ALL! She had GAS! hahahaha! From THEN ON everytime she was going to toot she would say "Uh oh! MY BLADDER!" hahahaha!
About "Fun Sized" candy bars "Well, I don't see anything so FUN about them!!"
Theres wayyy more but I'm sure i'm starting to bug you lol.