I'm a mother, librarian and breast cancer survivor. This blog is a random assortment of things that pop into my head...
Sunday, 21 February 2010
Gurning...
O is gurning. This is not a new thing. I do have many pictures of him with his face pulled into various unedifying shapes. One noted example looks as if his face is stretched out with a coat hanger.
But this new gurning - this is an advanced, more disturbing phase of hideous face-contortion and is coupled with the need to repeat the following two phrases over and over again in a strange slowed-down monotone:
1. Chicken, chicken, chicken...[repeat to fade]
2. I'm going to smack your bottom until it is red
The second phrase in particular is wildly infuriating when repeated for the twentieth time in a row. There are variations - 'I'm going to smack the television's bottom until it is red' - and so on.
I am praying that the phase is short-lived. It feels like I'm living with a singularly challenging changeling. I am trying to be calm and unruffled, but can feel the irritation rising. The war of attrition is on and I am scoured by the abrasive horror of the gurns. How will it all end? *weeps*
Ah well, school's back tomorrow...
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oh no! thank goodness for school eh? ;)
ReplyDeleteYou talk as if need to repeat the phrase "Chicken, chicken, chicken" over and over again in a strange slowed-down monotone is somehow strange or unnatural.
ReplyDeleteHeck, I do that all the time. Didn't know there was a word for it.