Flip-Flopper

It all started with the word "flip-flop". Who knew? Her first encounter with a flip-flop, dug from underneath my bed, she belly-laughed for a half hour. It's a funny word, I agree! Instead of "night night!" she says "flip flop!".

She's rather like me in the sense that she digs certain words. It's only a matter of time before she learns the phonetically disgusting ones - the words that make you die a little every time you hear them. Like cutaneous. Or caress. Or moist. Or lugubrious. *shudder*

More recently, she's cackled about the word, "awful", which obligated me to chant the phrase from Salute Your Shorts, a show I grew up on: Awful Waffle! Awful Waffle!

Last night, when I was changing her, I told her, "We've got to put your pants on before you play! You can't just be pantsless!"

Pantsless. It's the greatest word. Right now.

Oh, and since I've got wolves at the door, here is a photo of a refrigerator masterpiece titled "Duppa Dup Dup". Ask her. (I have my own theories and let me tell you, if I'm right? This girl knows her memes! I don't care if it has to do with Penguin Pirates' waddling onomatopoeia - I'm a very proud Mama indeed. I may have to block my beloved, wicked 4chan soon!)