So I've been thinking about writing on my blog for a long time now. Weird thing, nothing ever shows up when I just think about it. So I guess that resigns me to actually writing.
Do you remember when you were little and your parents used to tell you to mind your Ps and Qs? And you always sort of wondered what Ps and Qs were? Well, now that I'm a parent, Kate has generously enlightened me.
Kate's favorite animal sound is by far the "quack quack" of the duck. In fact, sometimes while she's falling asleep in her crib, I'll hear her randomly say "quack quack" to herself. I would sure love to know what goes on in that mind of hers. Anyway, back to my point. About a month ago I started trying to teach Kate the concept of "please" (the whole tantrum thing just wasn't working for me). So I started saying "Say please" at least 30 times a day, and eventually it started catching on. Except everyone once in a while I would slip and say "What do you say?" forgetting that Kate didn't actually know what word I was looking for. Kate looked at me, and with full expectation that I would give her what she wanted if she said the magic word, she'd say, "Quack quack!"
So there you go, mystery solved. P stands for please, and Q stands for quack quack. I never really corrected her, because I thought it was so adorable. But I was a little relieved when she figured out that please was the word I was asking for, because it might have been a little awkward if she was still saying that when she was five or six years old. Funny, but awkward.
