Tuesday, January 29, 2008

Our Southern Boy

When we were prego with the Bubs, my hubby and I used to joke around about whether or not the Bubs would have a southern accent. The hubby is a yankee transplant and I am a southern gal. We live in the south. Surrounded by my decidedly southern family.....you know, I don't think the Bubs stood a chance against having a drawl.

His accent usually doesn't come out unless he's tired or he thinks it will make someone laugh (hmm, that sounds frighteningly like me). The other day I did a double-take when I heard him say he had gas. "Ga-yus" is what it sounded like he said. (Excuse the potty talk...we're potty training) Ah, yes. Our child has picked up on the fine art of adding additional syllables to words like a true southerner.

I'm sure this will be a source of fun when we go to see his Gammy and Pap sometime this summer, who are Yankees!


Jonny's Mommy said...

Babe, he's going to have a southern accent no matter what and it just makes him that much cuter.
Now I have to think about my "everyday funny"...did I have one today? I'm sure I did and I'll think of it. Maybe it will have to be a blog entry for me. Hmmmmmmmmmmm

Jonny's Mommy said...

And is "gay-us" as bad as "sass?" "Do you want "sass" with that? :-)