Friday, February 15, 2008
Professor, what's another word for pirate treasure?
Kate won't stop saying "booty". She sprinkles it into her sentences the way the Smurfs do "smurf". It's been 2 days now. She won't cut it out. Probably because we think it's kind of funny. She's already discovered the surefire way to get an amused snort out of me is to randomly yell "booty!" during moments of comfortable silence when the family is all gathered in one place, everyone doing their own thing.
Here's what I found out this afternoon - daycare? Not amused. Evidently it came up when Jeremiah picked the girls up this afternoon. Kate is going to be 4 in June and it wasn't until now that it dawned on me she will need to get along in polite society. This is difficult for me to grasp because I can barely muddle through. Just the other day I convulsed a bit during a meeting at work when someone said something about "...what you DO do". Doo-doo! HA. Good stuff. I am 35 and read books by Stephen Covey and talk at length about work breakdown structures and I am reduced to giggles when someone says "DO do". There is little hope for Kate and even less for Sarah, as I'm sure we'll be too tired for discipline once we're done with Kate.
I was reflecting upon these matters as we all climbed the stairs together to put the kids to bed. Sarah quiet, Kate muttering like a crazy person "booty booty booty booty booty". I wonder if daycare knows we are perfectly accepting of Kate's alter-ego "Princess Camelbutt"?
Here's what I found out this afternoon - daycare? Not amused. Evidently it came up when Jeremiah picked the girls up this afternoon. Kate is going to be 4 in June and it wasn't until now that it dawned on me she will need to get along in polite society. This is difficult for me to grasp because I can barely muddle through. Just the other day I convulsed a bit during a meeting at work when someone said something about "...what you DO do". Doo-doo! HA. Good stuff. I am 35 and read books by Stephen Covey and talk at length about work breakdown structures and I am reduced to giggles when someone says "DO do". There is little hope for Kate and even less for Sarah, as I'm sure we'll be too tired for discipline once we're done with Kate.
I was reflecting upon these matters as we all climbed the stairs together to put the kids to bed. Sarah quiet, Kate muttering like a crazy person "booty booty booty booty booty". I wonder if daycare knows we are perfectly accepting of Kate's alter-ego "Princess Camelbutt"?
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Ah, reminiscent of my nephew and niece getting hysterical over "cheese whiz." Hey, maybe we're related.
I think one of Karen's kids nearly got thrown out of daycare for Booty.
Lady E is right, "More Booty, please" was not a huge hit at daycare, even though my darling was innocently asking for more of his favorite puffed cheesy snack. I award 1 WMP to a fellow Booty Mama!
You know, I really fail to see what's so offensive about "booty". Obviously, if they've named a tasty treat (though I never really went for them) it can't be all THAT bad.
I got thrown out of a daycare center once for saying booty over and over. Come to think of it, I'm not sure how I wound up there in the first place. It was in Topeka, I remember that. Anyway, they were totally uncool about it.
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