When my brother was like 3, he pointed out that the label on “Briannas Homestyle Poppy Seed dressing” looked like a pooping butt. I still refer to it as the bottle of dressing with a butt on it.

They somewhat altered the image of the half an apricot to be more angled now so it’s more clearly a fruit. But it still looks like a butt doing a number 2.

Hopticopter

meedles - a combination of my native language's word for noodles, and the ending of the American word for noodles.

Pretty much any “L” words my kids would say, like “yike” for like, “yegs” for legs. “Strawbabies” for strawberries. “Kip nippers” for nail clippers.

Anonymous wrote:I like this thread!

More and more- to describe someone doing something a lot

Lawn the mow - for mow the lawn.

Heh, for us is was: "lawn the grass"

Potty. Ugh.

Mamote - remote control

Anonymous wrote:My teens still call their dad “dada”. I’ve come across a few other people who do that too so I guess it isn’t that uncommon!

My siblings and I never stopped calling our parents mummy and daddy. My son started using our first names at about age 10. I was fine either way.

I like this thread!

More and more- to describe someone doing something a lot

Lawn the mow - for mow the lawn.

Anonymous wrote:Farmer John cheese = parmesan cheese

Here too!

Anonymous wrote:low way

Driving on the highway, I told DD to roll up the window. She then asked if she could roll it down again when we got on the low way.

LOL that's cute.

When my oldest son was 3, he went swimming in a cold-ish lake, and was shivering when he came out.

He said, "My teeth are jumping up and down" instead of chattering. When he's cold now, we sometimes joke that his teeth are jumping up and down.

When my youngest was about 3, he referred to a flock of birds as a "pile of birds". So we'll point out "Oh look, there goes a pile of birds"

low way

Driving on the highway, I told DD to roll up the window. She then asked if she could roll it down again when we got on the low way.

DS has always called Campbell's soup "penny soup" because of the seal on the front of the can.

Punkmin=pumpkin

And my youngest used to say “here comes” (instead of “here it comes”) in this cute, husky voice when we would play cars or trains. We still use that phrase years later!