We have big white letters above Bobby's closet spelling out his name. Rob started a little routine of pointing to the letters and saying "B, O, B, B, Y. What's that spell? Bobby! That's YOU!" Bobby really enjoys this little ditty and laughs and smiles. He now points to the letters too.
However, he doesn't quite get the order right and instead keeps saying "BBO". This is his new name for himself and we've started referring to him as BBO.
Now, as an uber-fan of Seinfeld, anytime I hear BBO, I can't help but think of "BBO" as "BEYOND B.O."-- 1. beyond B.O. (body odor) 2. an unbelievable case of B.O. 3. may cause longtime car wash guys in the business for 38 years to say he’s never smelled anything like it 4. quote: “Oh, this isn’t even B.O.! This is beyond B.O.! It’s B.B.O.” — George Costanza
As a mother, I don't really want to associate my adorable little boy with a horrendous case of body odor but I can't help it. Curses!
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
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2 comments:
Awww it's cute but I see your point. We accidentally gave our daughter terrible initials. Oh well to late now.
hahah - and poor Elaine's hair!
Your little guy is a couple months older than mine....glad they DO start to say something other than "ba-ba"...for every-freekin-thing!
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