My nephew says "WHAT THE ..." frequently.
Now one could assume that he is just showing good sense and proper breeding by not adding heck, hell or the f-noise. My family in general and my nephew's mom specifically do not go for this, unfortunately, because he is just 4 and doesn't know the words that end the phrase.
Instead, they blame me, alleging that he is just copying a favorite phrase of his 38-year-old uncle.
I am so cool with that. I almost die laughing when I hear "WHAT THE" from this cherubic face. Part of it is also that he doesn't really make is a question. It is just a loud exclamation. It kills me.
It's not like I even think I use it that much around him. I use it mostly when talking to my computer, but I don't get to use my computer around him much. If I am on a computer when he comes over, he's all "Let's go to pinballzone.com." That, I regret teaching him.
Monday, August 17, 2009
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