Kati (perusing a cookbook): This looks good..."Fig and Honey Cream Gallette."
Bekah: I hate figs!
Me: How do you know, Bekah?
Bekah: Because. Fig-guh (pronouncing the “g” quite distinctly). I never did like “g”s very much.
Unwittingly, Kati and I snicker.
Bekah: Well, Gavin starts with “g” and that’s okay. And gift, and glitter. But a “g” at the end of a word—guh (again pronouncing distinctly)—I just don’t like.
(Who knew -guh- had a flavor?)
How cute, I love figs, good for Kati trying new things. You have to post if she makes it and tries it.
ReplyDeleteOh Bekah, how clever. Hug also ends with a "guh" and I kind of like those. How about you? (The chocolate Hershey's Hugs are awesome!)
ReplyDeleteBekah! And numbers have a gender, too, right?
ReplyDeleteBarbara, I'll let you know if Kati tries it.
ReplyDeleteJodi, Bekah says she does like hugs. I guess there are exceptions to the "guh" rule. ;-)
Kristin, ha! Bekah is full of new insights. I have learned that "guh" doesn't taste good, that numbers have a gender (*never* would have figured that one out!), and that ladybugs have a smell!
Cheryl, I am learning a lot about Bekah through your blog postings. She is quite the little character, isn't she? :-) I think it's so amazing that God has made each of us so differently, with our own unique personalities and 'quirks'. Never in a million years would I have given any thought to a "guh" at the end of a word. Bet I'll give it some thought now, though. Another endearing and smile-provoking posting from you. Keep 'em coming.
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