a couple weeks ago we were babysitting our niece cj overnight.

before our evening had ended, we decided we wanted a sweet snack, so we got in the car and headed over to target.

cj is growing up fast and let me know that she wanted to walk in the store instead of being confined to the cart. now, while i would gladly have someone push me around while shopping, she hasn’t learned to appreciate such niceties.

but that’s ok. so, while holding uncle gene’s hand, cj looked at all the fun, toddler-height items.

we got over near the pet food section and i thought it would be fun to show her all the pet-costumes (it IS halloween season after all).

we liked them all.

the lobster.

the lamb.

the bumble-bee.

and then i saw the best of all…this one:

i was excited because cj currently pronounces the word ‘hot-dog’ by saying CONK CONK! and quite loudly at that.

so, while showing her the conk conk i was just delighted to hear her say it over and over again.

then she said something like: “conk conk, i eat it.”

i, thinking that we were learning about association, said, “that’s right, you DO eat those.”

and then cj leaned down and sank her teeth deep into the yellow mustard swizzle.

and then uncle gene quickly put a stop to that.

after taking a quick inspection of the suit, and noting that no damage was done, i moved us away from the costumes as fast as possible. cj was still hungry.

“I eat CONK CONK!”

“I eat CONK CONK!”

“no, honey, not right now.”

CONK CONK!

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nonsense | September 20th, 2008