story time: i taught my little cousin her first longer word when she was very young. i taught her to say “tax benefits”. and to this day my aunt still doesn’t know where she got it from, but it was a hilarious sight to see a little toddler waddling around the house, wearing a big diaper, all the while yelling “TAX BENEFITS!!!!”
My parents did this with me and “nuclear disarmament”.
I taught my little brother to say “micro-surgical vasectomy reversal” (saw it on a billboard) on a road trip, and he didn’t stop saying it for literal years.
My parents taught me to chant “Get your laws off our bodies!” for a pro-choice rally when I was like four and I went to preschool and taught all the other kids the chant and led them on a mini-parade around the playground and the teachers were like ?????????? ?????????? ????????????
whenever my brother threw a tantrum as a baby my parents would chant “live free or die” until he calmed down it was fuckin weird
when i was a kid whenever we got stuck in traffic my dad would say “what the fuck?!?” in a very comic voice and i would repeat it and then he would say it with a slightly different inflection and i would repeat that too and so forth and so basically my poor mother would be stuck in standstill traffic listening to her husband and 4 yr old daughter swearing at each other without end
i’m a preschool teacher and we like to joke around using radical vocabulary with the children, the other day i overheard one kid say ‘this is my truck’ and the other one said ‘no, this truck belongs to the collective’; they all say it now
whenever anyone picks up my daughter or she goes upstairs, she announces “I ASCEND” it’s the best thing
My father was a music major and taught me the names of songs I liked.
This had unintended side effects.
Once we were trapped in an elevator with a bunch of other people at the department store, and as we were all standing there crammed in like sardines listening to the classical music playing in the elevator, tiny 3-year-old me apparently happily peeped out “Vivaldi, Spring! The Four Seasons! :D”
And every adult in that elevator turned to look at my parents and I like I was an alien.
Currently prepping the garden for an influx of new bulbs on Monday.
I am loving the surprise white irises that have popped up this year amongst the purple.
Beautiful.
They’re so pretty and I want expecting them at all. They’re also fascinating because like, all of the mostly white irises I’ve encountered before have had a broader splash of yellow or that very pale mauve but these ones sort of look like they’ve just had the purple switched off entirely
