Funkenstein

Maybe two weeks ago, around bath time. Nate danced out of his room wearing only his socks, and said, “Daddy! Let’s get funky!”

When I howled with laughter, he looked worried. He came over to me and whispered in my ear: “Actually, I’m not sure I want to get funky. What does funky look like?”

Choodessny

Another night, another bathtime. I said, “Tubby time, please. Pazhaloosta! It means please.”

He looked at me and said, “Lossa-possum. That means no thank you.”