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( , Thu 17 Apr 2008, 15:10)
Either you love 'em or you hate 'em. Or in the case of Fred West - both. Tell us your ankle-biter stories.
( , Thu 17 Apr 2008, 15:10)
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My daughter's first word
My little 'un started talking pretty early, she'd had a hip problem when she was born and so I think she'd put all of her energy into talking, rather than walking first.
She can't have been much more than a year old when she uttered her first word, I'd been pushing her in her buggy through the park, when she suddenly pointed and excitedly shouted,
'Gay! Gay! Gay!'
I realised she was pointing at someone, who then gave me a disgusted look for having taught the little nipper such a bad word. I was embarrassed, shocked, I tried to shut her up repeatedly, distracting her and apologising to the passing man, who just so happened to be walking his dog.
It was then that I realised, it wasn't him she was pointing to, it was his dog.
His dogGAY.
She spent months pronouncing it that way, unable to make the full dog-gay sound, getting over excited in parks and shouting it at random strangers that were walking their pooches. Every time I'd be just as embarrassed, fail to distract her and fear that eventually one of the homosexuals she was outing would eventually flatten me, right in front of her.
Luckily, they didn't, but I'm going to re-tell this story, every single time she brings a boyfriend home in a few years time.
( , Fri 18 Apr 2008, 15:26, Reply)
My little 'un started talking pretty early, she'd had a hip problem when she was born and so I think she'd put all of her energy into talking, rather than walking first.
She can't have been much more than a year old when she uttered her first word, I'd been pushing her in her buggy through the park, when she suddenly pointed and excitedly shouted,
'Gay! Gay! Gay!'
I realised she was pointing at someone, who then gave me a disgusted look for having taught the little nipper such a bad word. I was embarrassed, shocked, I tried to shut her up repeatedly, distracting her and apologising to the passing man, who just so happened to be walking his dog.
It was then that I realised, it wasn't him she was pointing to, it was his dog.
His dogGAY.
She spent months pronouncing it that way, unable to make the full dog-gay sound, getting over excited in parks and shouting it at random strangers that were walking their pooches. Every time I'd be just as embarrassed, fail to distract her and fear that eventually one of the homosexuals she was outing would eventually flatten me, right in front of her.
Luckily, they didn't, but I'm going to re-tell this story, every single time she brings a boyfriend home in a few years time.
( , Fri 18 Apr 2008, 15:26, Reply)
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