Friday, November 16, 2007

No more Wu-Tang in the house.

When I came home tonight, Owen greeted me with "Konichiwa, puta."

"Where'd you learn the word puta?"

"I just made it up."

"Okay, but it's sort of not a nice word."

"Oh."

He looks up at me with a wide smile.

"What about konichiwa bitches?"

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5 Comments:

Blogger kimananda said...

Moral of the story, it's good to have a large vocabulary. It gives you choices in life. It sounds like Owen is learning this lesson early.

6:42 AM  
Blogger Walking Spanish said...

Mrs Greg & I decided to bring some upbeat music with us on our roadtrip to New York - some of which included Snoop Dogg & Dre's 'The Chronic'. After the first 2 lines of either album, we realized that most of our favorite music has no place in a car with a smart-ass 2 and 4 year old in back seat.

Lesson learned.

1:34 PM  
Blogger Jay said...

I'm glad he has so many options. :)

8:57 PM  
Blogger Chick said...

Options are good & combined with imagination the sky's the limit.

5:35 AM  
Blogger G. said...

It's not like his father's ever used that term before...oh wait.

http://bastardofaandc.blogspot.com/2006/06/25-fun-facts-about-teen-heart-throb.html

I'm sorry to hear about the GZA, the RZA, and the Ghostface Killah.

G.

4:30 AM  

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