Cute Phrases...

Just wondering if there are any funny stories about how saying something wrong got started in your family?

When I was growing up I couldn't say "spaghetti" but would argue with my mom that of course I WAS saying it right when I'd say, "pah-sghetti." She tells me I used to say "hangubers" too but I don't remember that one. =) My friends family used to come up with weird ways to say things by accident, when talking in a hurry, a favorite they still use today is "pastic blag"!

We always referred to Woolworth's as "Werewolf's," but we did that on purpose.

Well my brother got his two front teeth knocked out when he was just a little guy so he called me Nana instead of Susan. He also said pa'gettie. It stuck, and we've always said it to this day. :)

When my nephew was about 4 he came in from the yard all hot and dirty. He told his mom- "I'm so sweaty- I'm busgusting" . 15 years later we still say "busgusting" to describe something (or someone) who is way beyond disgusting!!

When I was younger and my older brother threw a ball in the dining room I hollared, "Mommmm, he broke your candelu!!!" But it was the chandelier. Opps. =0

When I was little I got my cousin Chucky mixed up with my favorite fried chicken place, resulting in cravings for Kenchucky fried chicken.

I also misunderstood my Dad exclaiming excitedly "cool steak body truck!"
I asked him what a stink body truck was and my Dad never could spit out an explanation what with all the laughing he indulged himself in.

My mom always made us use a coaster under our drinks in the living room and I got it in my head that it was part of the drink "coasta cola".

My younger sister thought that the phrase "would have had" was one word, "wouldofid" since then we have "wouldofid" shouldofid" and "couldofid"

When I was a kid, we were driving past a sign that said "Yacht Club," and I asked "what's a yackett club?" Everone laughed at me, but I notice my Mom still refers to it as the "Yackett Club". ☺

There's a local bread retailer that has several discount stores for their day-old products. Somewhere along the way, someone started calling them "Used Bread" stores (I think it was my Mom) and the name stuck. Now I have my husband calling them that, too. ☺

Rhonda

Cottonwood trees will, to me , always be "clapping trees".
Brussel sprouts - baby cabbage
Broccoli - baby trees
Cauliflower - cabbage that went to college
My brother couldn't say Virginia so I was Ferdinger for many years! ( some people still call me "Dinger").

LOL tgif, that reminds me of when I was about 4, and at a family dinner said, "Pass the BEANS please" and was really wanting some more asparagas. My Grandmother said I had expensive tastes if I thought THOSE were beans!

Hey! At least you ate green things! That should have made your Mama and your Grandmother happy! My sister would only eat *one* green bean per meal - forget asparagus! And, by the way, she loves all the green stuff now.

tgif, I grew up on meat/potatoes/and vegetables! I didn't have aversions to trying most vegetables but get this....wouldn't eat steamed cabbage until I was an adult and my gosh, with butter and salt (how I like all my veggies) it is divine!!! Wouldn't eat squash as a kid, like it now. Mom said my favorite pie as a tot was pumpkin and I haven't tried that since I can remember. Funny how our tastes change, but mom was big on balanced meals so there wasn't much guff when the vegetables were served.

Same here - if it was on the table you ate it. Most of our the veggies were home grown, with many a childhood hour spent in the garden and kitchen weeding and then canning the goodies. The "exotics" - brussel sprouts and such, were special treats. My favorive meal as a child was liver, rice and spinach, but wouldn't *touch* a hamburger!!! I was "different" back then - now I love it all, although I have given up liver in favor of a healthier diet.

tgif, wish I'd grown up with a garden. My parents God bless them weren't green thumbs, though we had an awesome yard for playing and make-believe, it was almost too shaded with all the trees to have a nice garden. Starting to learn how now so someday when I have kids I can pass on the tradition. So good to have personal veggie gardens. My husband had a neat fact (sorry...I get easily sidetracked ya'll) but he said during WW2 when things were rationed people out of nessesity for more variety had family gardens, known as victory gardens. Does anyone else know about this? I sure wish more people cared about the small plots of land we are stewards over and would grow things to eat.

I've switched to a healthier diet myself....really limit the red meats...but guess that topics for the Healthy forum. =)

When my son was a toddler he said, "I-good-dea!" instead of "good idea," and 35 years later we still say it. "Hey, I've got an I-good-dea!"

My mother always called surprise goodies "holligogs". I still call them that, but I tend to have to explain a lot. She used to say "Holligog, Holligog, close your eyes... Holligog, Holligog, here's your surprise!" My grandmother used to give "feel better presents" - when it was one kid's birthday, she always had little treats for the others so we didn't feel left out. She also used to fix us "take homers" - little white paper lunch sacks with candy etc that my parents wouldn't buy, but that she kept well stocked.

When my daughter was little and wanted me to carry her she would say "mick me pup" instead of pick me up. I won't get into the obscene term she had for "fire truck". When she was in elementary school, and it was embarassing to tell me she loved me when I dropped her off, we had a code phrase - "past the sky, terd face". It still raises eyebrows when she calls me terd face, but we both know what she means! She was a picky eater when she was little, so everything was renamed to suit her - spinach was mermaid food, mostacoli was teenage mutant ninja turtle sewer pipes, etc. She's now 18 and won't eat meat if it's not steak or boneless skinless chicken breasts, doesn't like pasta or rice (only potato), corn and carrots are the only veggies she likes. Odd, considering she grew up eating just about anything, albeit under an assumed name.

Stacy

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LOL Stateham, same thing here with my son.

He took after his father as far as eating habits, and thus would not
eat beans. We had to call them Lentils. Brown Lentils, white Lentils, etc.

I have to share an extremely funny thing about my other son.

Remember when the commercial aired featuring a frying pan and an egg with
the narrator stating "This is your brain, this is your brain on drugs".

Well, my son refused to eat eggs, insisting that they were drugs, and no one
was going to make him eat drugs. Well, hey, there was a man on t.v. telling him so.
For the longest time his eggs had to be scrambled, not fried like the 'drugs' in
the commercial.

Then when he began partaking in the cooking of these questionable eggs,
now fried, the crispy outside edges were, according to him...cobwebs!

It probably doesn't help that I have always removed the white blobs in the eggs.
I just can't stand to think there is a body in my breakfast, LOL.

I still remove the 'body', whether I'm making scrambled eggs, cake, you name it.

And I wonder where the kids get their habits.

LOL!! Kindred spirits - I won't eat eggs if there's the slightest but of uncooked white ( we call it egg snot)