A little background information:
Sweet MIL has been taking one kid at a time on Tuesday afternoons to have some special Grandma time. Somehow my children equate "special time" with "special money being spent - time" but thankfully, my MIL is a sweet sweet woman and indulges them. Anyway, yesterday was John's turn and his Grandma took him to the Hub Hobby. A MECCA of boy toys. John was thrilled to receive to cars that you can take apart and put back together. When he got home he couldn't wait to tell us all about his adventures.
John: " Sofie! Grandma took me to the Slobby Hobby and bought me some CARS!!!"
Mike: "John, it's not the Slobby Hobby, it's the Hub Hobby"
John: "Oh... Sofie, Grandma took me to the same store she took Daddy when he was a boy, the Hub Slobby Hobby..."
Oh dear, I have no idea why he thinks the word Slobby is in the name of the store, but Mike and I frequently corrected him last night and by the end of the night he was indeed saying "Hub Hobby"
But then this morning:
John: " Sofie, when we grow big (and find spouses), lets take OUR kids to the Hobby Slobby!"
Sofie: " Ok, but you have to have kids first BEFORE you can take them to the Slobby Hobby... Hobby Slobby Hub..."
Oh, for Pete's Sake! (As Lilia would say....)
2 comments:
You should get a recording of John miss-saying the name. That would be cute to have for later reference. Dad
I'll bet he is thinking 'Hobby Lobby' but I can't imagine why since his Aunt and cousins are over 1100 miles away. The recording would be cute.
Dad Wolfe
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