Big Frucks

I'll tell a very recent story about our precious daughter. Her language is rapidly developing and she is learning new words on a daily basis. Most children have some difficulty pronouncing some of the more difficult sounds. In Rémy's case it's 'tr' that's hard for her to grasp.

Naturally, when you drive long distances you encounter a great deal of trucks. We started pointing out cars and trucks to Rémy on the drive to and from work every morning just as a way to pass the time. We should have seen this coming when she started pronouncing our dog's name as "Fuffle" instead of "Truffle".

The first time we heard it was a couple of weeks ago. "OOoh, fruck." (remember that she doesn't use the 'r'...it's really just the 'f' sound, but I couldn't bring myself to write it.) When this first time happened Walker and I just stared at each other and thought, "Oh no, what have we done." Then we heard, "Big fruck" and "Bye-bye fruck." An hour and a half is a very long time when you're cowering under the seat in part humiliation and part hilarity.

Now, you may be reading this and you know that we don't use that kind of language in our everyday lives. However, we have known our daycare provider for about 3 weeks and she only sees us when we drop the kids off and pick them up. She has no idea what our home life is like. When we dropped them off that morning we explained the situation and she assured us that other kids often do that, although she did give us a look like, "sure you don't say that at home".

After about a week and a half of coaching her, she started saying "t-t-t- *pause* fruck" and now she can say 'truck', although sometimes she slips back and says 'fruck'. As hilarious as it was I'm glad this stage has passed. We can show our faces in public again.