Thinking About Home: 'Panish, Huh?

As the name of my blog indicates, I spend a lot of time thinking about home. Of course, my Heavenly Home is the one that is eternal, so that’s where I need to lay up my treasures, and that’s the one I’m striving for. But in the meantime, I have been given this tiny piece of the here-and-now—this home on the edge of town, this family, this neighborhood—in which to serve Him. And, though this is in the earthly realm, I want the things that happen here to be investments in the Heavenly realm.

Friday, April 8, 2011

'Panish, Huh?

My friend Dana shared this story on her Facebook wall:

Lilly just asked me a question in her "baby" voice. I said, "Lilly, if you speak like a baby, I won't answer you." She repeated her question in her normal voice. I answered her, "Yes, baby, of course you can!" Busted.

So funny!

Bekah once had a "baby" voice too, complete with "baby" pronunciations. When she was about three years old, we were shopping for groceries in Walmart. We passed by the sale rack of day-old baked goods, and she spied a box of donuts.

"Unt do-nuh," Bekah grunted.

(For those not familiar with this particular dialect, that was translated, "I want those donuts.")

I responded, "I'm sorry, Bekah, but I do not hear Baby Talk."

Always quick with an answer, Bekah's exasperated reply was, "I was not talking Baby Talk. I was 'peaking 'panish."