I was home alone with the younger girls and Bethany told, “Dad, I want to put on my thump thump.”
Fear shot through me. I could see in the near future a three-year-old freaking out because her dad has no idea what a “thump thump” is and cannot help her put one on. “What is a thump thump?” I asked.
“My thump thump!” was her reply.
“Your flip flops?”
“No! My Thump Thump!”
Then it hit me like divine inspiration. “Do you mean your swim suit?”
“Yes, my thump thump.”
“Phew!” A meltdown narrowly averted.
Bethany doing "swimming lessons" in the dining room. Good thing she is wearing goggles -- that chlorine can be hard on the eyes.
Bethany and Claire doing "swimming lessons" in the dining room. Those legs are Claire's.
Those pictures make me laugh. You make me laugh. Let’s start seeing each other.
Nikole, We should set up a time when we can meet. You sound like a very smart woman. If your beauty is equal to your intelligence — wow, I’m a lucky blogger.
Good job for a beginner.
I still don’t get it. I’m glad you did. Cute photos tho!
Do you mean you don’t understand the obvious translation of “thump thump” to “swim suit”? Nikole tells me that she thinks it is pronounced more like “sump sump.” Either way, I almost didn’t get it either.
Too funny!