Ju Ju K

For about two months now Jellybean would go around saying Ju Ju K, Ju Ju K while he played.

 

We would laugh, smile and agree.

 

All the while having no clue what in the world it meant.

 

Day care couldn’t figure it out.

 

I couldn’t figure it out.

 

He had us stumped.

 

So we would Ju Ju K back and he’d be happy.

 

Finally, this morning an epiphany hit me.

 

He was on the floor playing with his trains as I got ready for work. Pushing them around and saying Ju Ju K, Ju Ju K.

 

“Wait, Jellybean – Choo Choo Train? Choo Choo Train?”

 

“Duh, Mom! I’ve been saying it the whole time. Don’t you guys know anything?”

 

I never imagined at almost 30 years I would be learning a new language. A language only one other person speaks. It doesn’t come with instructions or any sort of guide. It’s truly a total language immersion course.

 

I have a feeling if it was graded – I’d be failing too!

 

Now if you excuse me, I need to go push some Ju Ju K’s around the K table and put together some K track.

 

Pease? Aww Right! Yay, Momma!