Miss-Spelling. That’s my mini-me. Or Miss Pronunciation might be more accurate. Today I took her to see a film that she missed at Christmas.
There are words that she’s never got round to getting right and now, as I prefer the wrong version, I don’t bother correcting her. I find them cute, they’re the things I think about her saying when I’m somewhere else due to work. It’s ogurt instead of yoghurt, basgetti instead of spaghetti and for the last couple of weeks it’s been Alvin and the Chickmucks.
ahahahahahahahahaha brilliant…..! I get capaseeno at work instead of cappucino and when I worked in a coffee shop people used to ask for punanis instead of paninis
I don’t know, I kind of prefer my son’s version: motherfunk! ;)
adorable, sugar! time will change everything, enjoy it now.
I’m sure I commented here yesterday with something brilliant and insightful…
Perhaps not.
Just been reading back – fingers crossed on the health front, sounds right shit that does. But congratulations on quitting the cigs, I know that’s fucking hard to do.
manuel, punani. Perhaps they’re taking the p.
Indidgo, I bet he has plenty of cute little expressions he says behind your back too.
savannah, I was afraid of that.
badgerdaddy. I’m sure you left something brilliant and insightful somewhere. Not here, honest. Been off the fags for nearly 2 months now. Thanks for the wishes.
Well, if you’ve made it two months, you’re definitely past the worst. Most people don’t even get past three days! Nice work.
Oh, I finally figured out how to subscribe to a feed for you, so it’s easier to visit now. Yay!
badgerdaddy, the feed. How did you subscribe out of interest?
how are you doing with the chickmucks i thot they did good when they were at the movies. my brother like them so munch that he would watch the chickmucks all the time.