Cocks on the Wall

It seems like Colt is learning a new word every day.

Most recently, he learned the word “clock”.

Unfortunately, the “L” sound is one of the harder sounds to master.

We were out to dinner. Excited to share his new word, Colt pointed to the wall and yelled enthusiastically, COCK! COCK!

If we had been at the Golden Corral, no one would have noticed, but because we were at a nicer restaurant, chairs turned. Everyone stared.

I smiled at everyone and said, “Yes, honey! Clock. There’s a C-l-o-c-k on the wall over there. Good job!”

Dinner resumed. But Colt, so proud of his new word was nodding his head and now pointing to my watch. “Mommy! Cock!”

“Mommy! See that …Cock! See that Cock!”

I reminded him that if he was going to talk about cocks, he needed to use his inside voice.

The evening reminded me of a story my mother tells (of what must have been one of the most embarrassing nights of her life.)

I was 3 years old and living with two very scientific parents (my mother a botanist, my father a plant breeder). Instead of “pee pee” or “burping” or “barfing”, my parents were referencing “urination”, “belching” and “vomiting.”

At a nice dinner one evening, my dad asked me to share (with their guests) the new word I’d learned that day. Thinking I was going to say “possibility”, I can only imagine the horror…when I enthusiastically said… Bowel Movement!

Ah, Karma.

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8 thoughts on “Cocks on the Wall

  1. Your posts always crack me up!

  2. erin says:

    you’re the best…lol

  3. Jackie says:

    Awesome Jules!…please keep sending these to me. I will be missing this like crazy šŸ˜¦

  4. Cheri says:

    My son called out from the back of our van “I’m going to do the F word”. We were shaken to say the least – but asked gingerly “What are you going to do?” “Frow-up” was his little response! We decided that he was a genius with a speech impediment!

  5. My neice loves the movie Stuart Little. Of course, one of the characters is a falcon. Way to go, movie writers. They could have picked a crow, or another intimidating bird to be the villan. We were in McDonalds, and she decided (randomly) to say to my mom, “Mimi! I don’t like falcon!” The only downside? She can’t really pronounce the a or the l, so (naturally) it’s replaced with a u sound. The outcome? She sounded like a 2 year-old who is extremely against physical contact. HA! The best part is I videotaped it. Can’t wait to break that out when she’s 18.

  6. […] It’s fascinating and downright hilariousĀ (I’ve written about this beforeĀ in Cocks on the Wall.) […]

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