Thursday, August 14, 2014

Let me in on the secret

Months ago, when Sam's talking skills were less refined, he would say something was "on a beekah". Or "ana beekah". I never had any idea what it was but I was sure I'd figure it out someday.

I have not.

I know that Sam wants to "see the flickering lights" (see the fitking lights) and "eat vanilla ice cream" (eat manila ice cream)... And there's almost nothing he says that I can't quickly figure out.

Except on a beekah.

I've launched a campaign. I ask him, "Hey, is dog on a beekah?" No, he says. "Are we having on a beekah for lunch?" No, he says. "Are you actually saying 'on a police car'?" No, he says. 

"No!" he finally exclaims in wise annoyance. "Nothing is on a beekah! Nothing is never on a beekah!"

That's what I thought. Except. It's not at all what I thought. Ugh, whatever.

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