This is my kaleidophone
[Scene: Beth, age 4, shows me an odd arrangement of gourds and blankets]
Me: "What is this?"
Beth: "I am a magical person, and this is my kaleidophone."
Me: "What's a kaleidophone? Is that like a telephone? Or a kaleidoscope?"
Beth: "It's a thing that makes beautiful patterns of sound. Like a kaleidoscope but for hearing."
Me: "That's pretty cool."
Beth: "It also shoots bullets. It's the deadliest weapon that the good fairies use against the bad fairies. So look out!"
Constipated chicken
Luke: [age 7] "You know my friend [C...] at school? Today he made a noise and I said he sounded like a constipated chicken."
Me: "Oh? What's a constipated chicken sound like?"
Luke: "I don't know. Maybe BOK BOK BOK I GOTTA GO! -- or SQUAWK BOK BOK HELP ME SOMEBODY! WHERES THE BOK BOK BOK BATHROOM! Like that."
Chacka wacka!
Beth: [age 3] "Chacka wacka kacka!"
Me: "What does that mean?"
Beth: "It means KAMUKA!"
Me: "Oh no, not that again. What does kamuka mean?"
Beth: "I don't know!"
Me: "Really? I thought it had something to do with a turtle, or a blind guy, or something."
Beth: "It means CHICKEN FEATHERS!"
Me: "Chicken feathers?!"
Beth: "Just kidding! Nobody knows what kamuka means!"
Me: "Not even you?"
Beth: "It means chacka wacka, chawacka maKACKA!"
General Tso's Butt
Luke: [age 7] "I still think we could get rid of the letter 'c'. We can just have 's' and 'k'."
Mom: "That's fine for the long-s and hard-k sounds, but what about the 'ch' sound? If you take out the 'c' then 'chicken' becomes 'hicken'."
Luke: "Oh wow. And 'choo choo' becomes 'hoo hoo'."
Me: "And 'chair' turns into 'hair'."
Luke: "'Chocolate' becomes 'hocolate'."
Me: "Your cheeks would turn into 'heeks'."
Luke: "And Chinese food would turn into 'hinese' food! Hineys!? That means butts! Hey, anybody want to eat General Tso's butt?"
Irish turtle
Beth: [age 3] "You sound like an Irish turtle!"
Me: "I've never heard of an Irish turtle. Are there a lot of them around?"
Beth: "No, just you."
Loud is for boys
[Scene: Beth, age 3, is in the car with me when I turn on some music]
Beth: "Daddy! That's too loud!"
Me: [turns volume down] "I'm sorry, sweetheart. Did that hurt your ears?"
Beth: "I don't like it. Loud is for boys."