Yesterday, as I was doing the dishes, my son came up to me and started making funny sounds: "Vrooom, brrrrrm,brmmm, vroommmmmmm!"
I stopped what I was doing and looked at him. "Bubba, I can't understand a word you're saying."
"Brrmmmmmm, Barooooommmm, Vroooommmmm!"
I shook my head. "Dude, if you want to have a conversation with me, you need to speak a coherent language."
"But, Mama, I am speaking a language. It's motorcycle!"
Oh. Of course.
Hi, dear Sherry!ReplyDelete
I applaud Bubba for taking the initiative and learning a second language. :)
I wonder if there will be a class in high school for motorcycle language. :)Delete
You never know, it could come in handy.ReplyDelete
That's right. You never know!Delete
I can speak car! At least the sound one makes when it's going ninety.ReplyDelete
Excellent. You and my son will have to get together and have a conversation!Delete
In other words mum, "On Your Bike".ReplyDelete
Wonderful as always Sherry.
Of course. Come on, Mom. Get with the times! ;)ReplyDelete
Yeah. I should have learned to speak motorcycle a long time ago!Delete
Great language..creative as always Bubba!ReplyDelete
They should offer a Rosetta Course in it.Delete
A motorcycle, of course! At first, I thought his noise was mimicking a vacuum cleaner.ReplyDelete
Those two languages are probably related. ;)Delete
And here I thought it was vacuum. lolReplyDelete
See my above response. :)Delete
My washing machine is a loud talker. ;)ReplyDelete
I feel that I am soooo behind. LOLReplyDelete
Yes. I need to get with the program, too!Delete
Has he convinced some motorcycles to come and live with you all?ReplyDelete
Yes. We have one living in our garage.Delete
I thought of a motorcycle right away but that's only because I come from a long line of sisters who own aND road them for years... he's very creative xoxReplyDelete
My husband is an avid motorcycle rider.Delete
I think maybe every little boy in the world had to make strange sounds at one point. Motorcycle sounds are some of the best. I used to do all sorts of weird sounds when I was little.ReplyDelete
I've heard his strange languages for quite a while now!Delete
I imagine you have to be fluent in every possible language with Bubba. Even then, you might've left motorcycle out! :)ReplyDelete
You are so right about that!Delete
But of course, Mama, don't you know what a motorcycle engine sounds like? LOL Too cute. :-)ReplyDelete
I should have figured it out!Delete
Nice one! Maybe you should learn to speak his language instead, Sherry. ^_^ReplyDelete
Yes. Then I'd be cool! ;0)Delete
*LOL* Maybe you ought to take some lessons so you can speak in that language with him. Hehehe! Have a lovely weekend. :)ReplyDelete
I definitely need some lessons. I bet my husband knows motorcycle. :)Delete
Wait till he starts using morse code (my brother and I could do that and no one else in the family would understandReplyDelete
At least morse code is learnable. I don't know about motorcycle. :)Delete
LOL. I wonder if he can speak refrigerator and airplane engine.ReplyDelete
I bet he can!Delete
Unfortunately I only speak muscle car. Bruh bruh bruhhhb.ReplyDelete
I'm not fluent in motorcycle, but I can get around.ReplyDelete
I'll see myself out.
Haha! Rachel, you crack me up!Delete
Having had cats in the past I speak feline quite fluently. As for motorcycle ... not on our school curriculum I feel I may now be too old.ReplyDelete
My daughter speaks feline. She and my cat seem to understand each other.Delete
It would be helpful if he picked up the language of some household appliances -- ask the dishwasher why it's leaving soap on the dishes or ask the dryer where the missing sock went.ReplyDelete
Wouldn't it be nice if they could tell you?Delete
Ask Bubba if it was Harley or Suzuki dialect. :-)ReplyDelete
I'm pretty sure it's Harley. That's the kind of motorcycle we have.Delete
That is super cute.ReplyDelete
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I thought it was pretty funny!Delete
It makes perfect sense to me.ReplyDelete