Toddler is standing on the back steps, looking in at me.
“Mama!” She says excitedly, “I want my cock!”
ummmm….
“Your……. Clock?”
“No! My cock!”
“Your…..” I’m wracking my brain, “…Talk?”
“No! I want my co-CK!” With an almost German throat clearing sound on the “ck.”
At that point I can’t stand it anymore and bust out laughing, practically falling down the steps to her. Fortunately she takes it in good humor and laughs with me, seeing the basic hilarity of communication.
“Ok,” I say. “Take me inside and show me what you mean.”
We go in and look from room to room until she sees what she’s looking for.
“My cock!”
“Ohhhhhhhh. Of course. Your CHalk!” I say. “Ch-ch-ch-chalk.”
“Yeah, ch-ch-ch-COCK!”
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