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A series of loosely connected anecdotes
On Martin Luther King day (yesterday)
Me: “My work inbox is quiet today. You can tell it's MLK day in the States.”
Him: “Who's he?”
Me, after a long pause: “This is like that time you got me to explain bukkake to you, isn't it.”
At the dinner table. We are having an assortment of leftovers. I have also cooked the remainder of a packet of streaky bacon.
Keiki, pointing: “Mmm! Mmmm! Mmm!”
Me: “What? Mashed potatoes?...No. Pasta?...No. Beans?...No. Oh, but you've never had bacon before. Are you sure?”
Keiki: “MMMMMM!”
Me: “Okay, okay!”
(He ate two slices.)
In Norfolk
Humuhumu, laughing (age 3): “Bum Bum!”
Cousin, laughing (age 4): “Bum Bum!”
Adults: “Stop that! It's not nice to call people bum bum.”
There is a pause.
Humuhumu: “Cousin! Let's go upstairs so we can say it and they can't hear us.”
At home, a couple of weeks later.
Humuhumu: “Mummy, it's not nice to call people poo poo, is it.”
Me: “No.”
Humuhumu: “Or bum bum.”
Me: “No.”
Humuhumu: “You're not a poo poo or a bum bum.”
Me, gravely: “Thank you.”
Humuhumu: “You're a silly billy.”
Me: “My work inbox is quiet today. You can tell it's MLK day in the States.”
Him: “Who's he?”
Me, after a long pause: “This is like that time you got me to explain bukkake to you, isn't it.”
At the dinner table. We are having an assortment of leftovers. I have also cooked the remainder of a packet of streaky bacon.
Keiki, pointing: “Mmm! Mmmm! Mmm!”
Me: “What? Mashed potatoes?...No. Pasta?...No. Beans?...No. Oh, but you've never had bacon before. Are you sure?”
Keiki: “MMMMMM!”
Me: “Okay, okay!”
(He ate two slices.)
In Norfolk
Humuhumu, laughing (age 3): “Bum Bum!”
Cousin, laughing (age 4): “Bum Bum!”
Adults: “Stop that! It's not nice to call people bum bum.”
There is a pause.
Humuhumu: “Cousin! Let's go upstairs so we can say it and they can't hear us.”
At home, a couple of weeks later.
Humuhumu: “Mummy, it's not nice to call people poo poo, is it.”
Me: “No.”
Humuhumu: “Or bum bum.”
Me: “No.”
Humuhumu: “You're not a poo poo or a bum bum.”
Me, gravely: “Thank you.”
Humuhumu: “You're a silly billy.”
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If not, I am gonna be mildly bewildered because admittedly UK folk don't necessarily know US politics as a whole that well, sure! But that would strike me as comparable to not knowing of the Dalai Lama? If someone's moved in mainstream society for long, you'd expect someone to at least have heard REFERENCE to him!
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Correct. He's very, very good at deadpan/inscrutable facial expressions!
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VnbiVw_1FNs
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Definitely the male of the species! It's meat from here on.
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Once watched someone I was on holiday with work his way through a metre long hot dog sausage. Admittedly he did struggle towards the end (and they cheated, it was two 50cm sausages end to end ;) )
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2. Mmmm, bacon.
3 & 4. Hehehehe.
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LOL perhaps he was better off not knowing what bukkake was . . . MLK, not so much. Hahahaha.
Humuhumu is going to be a very mischievous child, huh? LOL.
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The bloke is very, very good at deadpanning me into embarrassing explanations of things he already knows about. This may be where Humuhumu gets it from!
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Although there's still some work to be done ,based on that last anecdote...
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You have charming and clearly very bright children. Each age brings it's own delights, although teenagers can be challenging ;)
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Thank you! Poor Keiki has been quite ill the last few days. I'm hoping he's finally on the mend, because I miss his smile.
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Once upon a time, my small cousin (he who would later become the Infamous Cousin (n.b. this link has photos of Rude Chocolate) ) was about 4 and started making up rhymes for "duck". He found one that particularly upset the library...
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A Swedish colleague recently told me about going shopping in the States with her young daughters. They were looking for shirts with pockets and talking in Swedish about the ones they found. Gradually it dawned on them that the shop assistants were staring in horror. Because the Swedish word for "pocket" sounds a lot like that particular "duck" rhyme!
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Keiki is well ahead of the game; C only discovered recently (at age 9) that bacon is lovely. N at 3 agrees with him though :-)
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Keiki even worked out that breaking the bacon into smaller bits with his hands made it easier to eat - he only has six teeth at the moment, although there are three more trying to break through right now.
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