July 12, 2005

How to explain this one?

My son is really starting to develop his vocabulary. He’s been talking for a while now, but of late, he is actually trying to expand his vocabulary. The problem is that his pronunciation and enunciation needs work. My wife and I are trying to teach him the proper way to say words, but sometimes he is stubborn and refuses to learn. Other times he sticks by his guns and refuses to pronounce it correctly, like last Sunday.

Clone had spent the weekend with my sister while my wife and I participated in our re-enactment. While with her, she had taken him to the zoo. He fell in love with a stuffed monkey. My sister being the spoiling type bought it for him. When we picked him up Sunday night he had this bright, neon green stuffed monkey in his arms. Okay, if it makes him happy, what do I care? At least it’s not a pink unicorn. We started the long drive back to Rockford. (Oh, we found the cure for his not liking to ride in cars. He must ride in my truck. This is fine for short trips, but since we are not taking my 14 MPG on the highway truck on our vacation this does not help there.) Clone is in the back seat playing away with his new pet and drinking his Chocolate Milk from a sippy cup being happy as a clam.

Clone has always been fascinated by Semis. Even when he was screaming on a trip, the only time he would stop is when we passed an 18-wheeler. He would stop screaming, point and say, “WOW!” over and over until we were done passing it. Then he would take a deep breath and proceed to start screaming again. Sunday was only slightly different in that he wasn’t screaming as we drove down the road. This time however when we passed one of the big rigs, he would say, “Wow, look! Truck!” Except that isn’t exactly how it came out, what came out was, “Wow, look! F*CK!” He then would start chanting “F*CK, F*CK, F*CK!” My wife and I are trying not to laugh, we know he is trying to say truck, but can’t make the TR sound. We kept trying to correct him. We had the following conversation a couple of dozen times.

Us, “No, TR-uck”

Clone mater of factly, “F*ck”

Us, “TR-uck”

Clone “F-*ck”

Us, “TR-uck”

Clone, “No, F*ck”

Us laughing now, “No, it’s a truck. TR… TR-uck.”

This would go on for miles. Every time I passed a Semi he would start over all again. At one point he was playing with his stuffed monkey when we passed the truck and he started chanting, “Monkey F*ck, Monkey f*ck, MONKEY F*CK!” The attempt to correct it failed miserably. No matter what we did, he kept calling them the wrong thing. Then to make matters worse my wife, in an attempt to change the topic, was pointing out the cliffs alongside the road. She said, “Look Clone, ROCKS!” I kid you not, with out skipping a beat that little boy shouts, “COCKS!” and proceeds to chant it. I almost caused an accident due to my hysterical laughter. My wife is not as amused by this as I am. This went on for the entire trip home.

I’m just glad he didn’t get creative and attempt to merge all three into one. I don’t know if I could have handled driving down the road when my 2 year old says, “Monkey f*ck cocks!” My head would have exploded from trying to control my laughter.

Posted by Contagion in Family Life at July 12, 2005 06:23 PM | TrackBack

I am SOOOO happy our sons are not playing together right now. Let me know when he gets past this stage. Then I'll be glad to invite you down to Disney. ;-)

Posted by: vw bug at July 12, 2005 08:40 PM

He's trying to say Truck... he's not meaning to swear! Jeez!

Posted by: Contagion at July 13, 2005 06:58 AM

I had a cousin that had problems saying Kentucky Fried Chicken

It came out as "fucky fried chicken"

They eventually just started calling it KFC

Posted by: Machelle at July 13, 2005 07:17 AM

Reminds me of a story... my mother and father were just leaving Mass. Pa stopped to shake hands with the priest at the same time a dump truck was going past. I guess Ma was a little red in the face when I started grinning like an idiot, pointing and screaming "Fuck, fuck...!"

Come to think of it, I still do that.

Posted by: That 1 Guy at July 13, 2005 07:57 AM

My old red Chevy S-10 is known as "Fred" from my then-3-year-old (now nearly 15, wherehasthetimegone!) nephew trying to say "Aunt Jenna's red truck" - which, of course, was pronounced "Aunt Jenna's fred fruck."

Posted by: Jenna at July 13, 2005 11:57 AM

This was very funny. Not so funny when the day care director called me and asked me to keep my son home until I could work with him on his pronounciation.

Still, it was very funny. I had to work so hard at not laughing I got a migraine.

Reminds me of a Faulty Towers or was it a Monty Pyton skit.

Posted by: Michele at July 13, 2005 07:09 PM

My sister could not pronounce her r's or tr's. So my brother would get her to say, 'I stepped in a truck full of shirts' and of course it would come out, 'I stepped in a F*ck full of Sh*t'. He LOVED that. She was 3. You have a long road, my friend. ;-)

Posted by: Bou at July 13, 2005 10:22 PM

I could barely keep from laughing! My son is at that stage now too. It started with me telling my husband "Good Luck" for a job interview, his version was not so clean. But he says "sh" for his "s" sounds sometimes, so "sit here mom" doesn't always come out right either!

Posted by: Oddybobo at July 14, 2005 08:25 AM

sound like *whispering*


Posted by: ArmyWifeToddlerMom at July 14, 2005 09:22 AM

Just wait until he learns that goofy song, "Banana - nana - fo fanna, me my mo manna..."

and he tries it with truck.

Posted by: Ogre at July 14, 2005 09:57 AM

I understood Contagion. I laughed the whole time I read it. I could just picture my son repeating what your son said WORD FOR WORD. Pronouncing it just the same way.

Posted by: VW Bug at July 14, 2005 11:13 AM

Ok, I have heard of kids (even my own) mistaking FORK for f*ck, but never have I heard of a truck becoming a f*ck. LOL Gotta love the beginning stages of vocabulary. LOL

Posted by: Denise at July 14, 2005 03:59 PM