Mama Diaries

Friday, March 11, 2016

Signing the Cod

My son, Bubba, has been speaking with an accent. I'm not sure if it's because he's around so many foreign kids at school, or if it's just because he thinks that sounding like an Australian dude is pretty cool. Regardless, it has been challenging to understand what he's saying.

The other day, it was his teacher's birthday. When he came home from school, I asked if they did anything special for her.

"Yeah, mate. We signed a cod," he said.

"You signed a cod?" I asked. "How did you catch it?"

He looked at me funny. "A cod. You know. A cod."

I nodded. "A cod. One of those fish things that swim around in the ocean. I know what a cod is. I imagine it would be difficult to catch one and write your name on it. They're kind of slippery. And I'm not sure how well a Sharpie marker would work on it. So how did you do it?"

He rolled his eyes. "Mama, you know what I'm talking about. It was a paper cod."

"Oh. A paper cod. So, it was a cod in the shape of a cod?"

"Yeah, Mama. We signed the paper cod."

Oy! This is way too confusing for my primitive mind to comprehend!

33 comments:

  1. Just keep playing along and asking him questions. It will bug him. And if you can't annoy your kids, who can you annoy?

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  2. Hah! Signing your name on a cod would definitely be quite the feat... XD

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    1. Maybe I'll catch a cod and see if he'll sign it for me. :0)

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  3. Silly guy! But never a dull moment! :)

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  4. Hi, Sherry!

    I wonder if the cod had a pic of a roo. :)

    I was 14 in 1964 when the Beatles and their mates invaded America and Western civilization went wacko over all things British. Overnight, millions of teenage boys in the U.S. grew their hair long and adopted limey accents to impress the girls. :)

    Have a great weekend, dear friend Sherry!

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    1. Funny you mention 1964. I was just watching a video of the Beatles singing 1964. I wonder how my daughter would have reacted to the British invasion if she had been a teen at that time.

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  5. Who knew there was so much confusion in signing a cod. haha

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  6. For a minute there I thought the cod is a code for a new techie stuff. :)

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  7. That's they way to annoy him. Perhaps until the next thing.

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    1. He didn't speak in his Aussie accent the next day, so it must've done the trick.

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  8. I do love me Australian accent!

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    1. It is pretty cool, but when my son does it, it's really hard to understand him!

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  9. Too funny! I work with someone from Australia. Your son would love listening to her accent and the interesting words she uses for some items. :) Also- a co-worker's husband is from Australia and it is interesting listening to him as well.

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  10. Another wonderful story from you Sherry, Keep up with the questions I say,
    Yvonne.

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  11. Loving it, the Australian accent at least preferable to the 'gangster rap' we hear here.

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    1. I haven't heard the gangster rap from the UK. I wonder if it's similar to the American rap.

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  12. Haha ! So Funny :) I love reading your Posts as they are always Filled with Something to smile about, which definitely makes my day :)

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  13. Gosh, Mom. You need a course in Aussie if you're going to keep up with that son of yours.

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    1. Yes. First it was motorcycle language. Now it's Aussie. I have to be a genius to keep up with him!

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  14. I wonder, then, if it was hod to sign that paper cod, after all that time spend playing in the yod?

    As for me, I'd rather just hop in my cah and drive to Boston.

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    1. Haha! I think you and my son would have no trouble understanding each other!

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  15. Sounds a fun way to sign a cod...not a live one!

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  16. Lol, the Aussie accent can be confusing, as are the Scottish and New Zealand accents.

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