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Last night for dinner, most of our family had pork roast and potatoes. I had pork and potatoes, my wife had pork and potatoes, and 7 out of 8 of my kids had the same thing. One of my little ones decided she would have something different.
Of course, it looked like what we were eating, it smelled like what we were eating, and it tasted like what we were eating. So, how was it different? Good question, random reader! Here’s how:
It took us five minutes to figure out what she was asking for, that’s how! Everyone had finished their first helping. I asked Amelia if she wanted anything else and she said she wanted tomatoes on the porch.
Come again? Tomatoes on the porch? That’s what she said. So, because I wanted to make sure I was spoiling my 4-year-old enough, I searched frantically for the tomatoes, but I came up empty. The closest thing to tomatoes was cantaloupe, but it wasn’t on the porch. Nevertheless, I pulled the cantaloupe over for her and got the infamous preschooler’s head shake.
I searched the table again for the elusive tomatoes and figured it must be the rolls with jam she was talking about. Wrong again. I was striking out big time with this little girl. Seeing nothing else that could be mistaken for tomatoes and with the rest of the table curious to see how the search for this vegetable (fruit?) turned out, I resorted to the last thing I had up my sleeve – I asked her she was talking about.
“The porch and tomatoes, dad!” Still no idea.
She leaned across the table and pointed at the ‘tomatoes’ (which looked like the potatoes the rest of us were eating) and the ‘porch’ (which looked like the pork on every else’s plates).
And as the light came on for me, I realized everyone else was being mean and trying to confuse this poor little girl by calling the tomatoes ‘potatoes’ and the roast porch ‘pork’. It’s a cruel world for four-year-olds, isn’t it?
It seems some of our readers have had the same kind of experience with switching words around and giving us a smile. Lynn Johnson shared a similar experience they had some time ago:
Yesterday while we were driving, Braydon said: “Look—there’s KFC. I love their eardrums!” I asked him if he meant drumsticks and he laughed and said: “Oh, yeah!”
Or Kellie Gibson from Green River, Wyoming sharing this word mixup that seems to fit just right for her little one:
The Primary kids sang in sacrament meeting on Father’s Day. They sang “My Dad” and “Families Can Be Together Forever.” Karli stood on stage but didn’t sing. Instead, she sang the songs at home. I had to laugh when I heard this line: “I always want to be with my old family….”
And there’s this gem sent in by Joni Stanley of West Chester, Ohio:
My 2-year-old son recently asked about the meaning of the word “billboard.” I explained what a billboard was and thought he got the concept. Then a couple days ago, after a light snow, we were discussing whether or not we should go out and play. He told me that when he got a little bigger, he wanted me to take him “skiing, snowboarding and billboarding.”
How about you? Have you got any verbal mixups from your little ones’ mouths (or your own)? Send your fun(ny) stories to: LatterDayLaughs@ldsmag.com