Lost in Translation
As I often do when it’s just the twins and myself in the car I turn off the radio and drive in silence eavesdropping on the conversation taking place just behind me. It’s a foreign language, mind you, scarcely intelligible mumblings and loosely formed consonant and vowel sounds. Much is lost in translation but they seem to understand each other. At least that’s what I thought until this morning.
Zella: Wa di dō ar ssay?
(Me thinking to myself: Ohh I know this–pick me, pick me!! Woof, Woof)
Zander: Bar. Bar.
(Good job, Zander–I thought to myself. A dog does say bark.)
Zella: No. Wa di cō ar ssay?!
Zander: Moooo
(Me thinking still–I’m not so sure that’s what she’s saying, buddy.)
Zella: NO! NO! NO! A CŌ AR! A CŌ AR!!
Silence. Silence. Silence. Then….
Zella: Rooom, Rooom
(What does a CAR say?)
Zander attempted to say something, I can only imagine in his defense as Zella clearly was not enunciating and had put us all at a disadvantage. Tempers flared. There was screaming. And then she threw a book at him. I could almost swear I heard her mumble under her breath,
“Fucking idiot!”
I am fairly certain Sun’s first word will be “fuck.” So maybe that IS what you heard!
That made me laugh out loud (I’m too old to use the LOL acronym). Oddly enough it sounds much like a conversation or two I have shared with my wife, except my wife doesn’t mumble.
Give her a few years. I bet you’ll hear her loud and clear.
Ha! I am laughing out loud here.
Sorry it’s taken so long for me to stop by, but I am glad I did!
I love how you phonetics. Classic. Definitely caught me off guard with the ending, I thought she would have just did a flying leg drop on the boys head.
LOL! That is too funny!
My son’s “mumblings” in school yesterday earned him an internal suspension. Never a dull moment…
I am fluent in Mumble; hubby does it all the time. However, I wasn’t prepared for that last one!
I’m pretty sure she’s speaking Klingon. Once you get a translation book it’ll all make perfect sense.
I feel certain that is what she was thinking. Those eyes were not hiding their true feelings!
Your wife and mine may have been cut from the same stone!
Well, I can attest to that she’s got he loud part down. We’re working on clear.
She used what she had at her disposal. Had she not been in a car seat, I’m sure they would have come to blows.
Oh, I can only imagine how well that went over at home.
You know my kids always cuss in the car. Because apparently they have learned that type of language is perfectly acceptable while Mommy is driving. And it has nothing to do with her impatience on the road.
It’s not you—it’s those damn neighbor kids!
Oh boy, those are tough convo’s. I can’t count the number of times when my nieces and nephews were at that stage that they’d start yelling at me because I’m horrible at their toddler charades.
That was too cute. My sis has twins. I’m a tad envious of those with twins. But then my one single child runs around and wears me out, and then I’m not so envious.
: )