Recently, Brady has started this strange and annoying habit of only saying the first syllable of words. He doesn’t do it all the time, just when he’s in a silly mood. Whenever he does it, though, it’s irritating. He knows better. And for a boy growing up in the suburbs, it just sounds too hip-hop or ghetto or whatever you want to call it. It just doesn’t fit my three-year-old.

Just to give you an example, he and Connor were coloring the other day and he asked me, “Mommy, can I have another piece of pape?” Pape… Not paper. See how irksome it sounds?!

So, I’ve been on him to stop. He is doing better at catching himself. Yet, I hadn’t understood the urgency until snack time a few days ago. Andy and Connor were having some graham crackers and milk. Brady saw and wanted some, too. His request: “Mommy, can I have some crack?!”

Crack? This must stop. Now. I refuse to participate in a preschool drug-ring.

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