Boonga?
While my niece is busy moisturizing her hands with Vaseline Intensive Care (the girl loves her creams) in my bedroom, I suddenly get a tickle in my nose that I know will result in a sneeze. But, I’m wrong. It results in a series of sneezes; five in a row.
My niece stops rubbing her hands together and looks at me.
“Boonga, Uncle?” she asks.
“Boonga?” I say as I rub my nose with my hand. What the hell is she talking about?
“Boonga?” she repeats as she hands me the hankie I have on the bed.
Ah, boonga! Now I understand what she’s getting at.
In her learning the grasp of several languages and slang terms that her inclusive family throws out in a typical conversation, she creates her own vernacular of verbs, adjectives and nouns.
Boonga is a mixture of booger and funga (the noise a person makes that is stronger than a sniffle, yet weaker than a sneeze).
“Boonga. Yes, yes, boonga,” I say as I take the hankie and blow my nose. “Thank you, B.”
Smart kid. Who knew a two-year-old could come up with such a useful word, especially during cold and flu season?
My niece stops rubbing her hands together and looks at me.
“Boonga, Uncle?” she asks.
“Boonga?” I say as I rub my nose with my hand. What the hell is she talking about?
“Boonga?” she repeats as she hands me the hankie I have on the bed.
Ah, boonga! Now I understand what she’s getting at.
In her learning the grasp of several languages and slang terms that her inclusive family throws out in a typical conversation, she creates her own vernacular of verbs, adjectives and nouns.
Boonga is a mixture of booger and funga (the noise a person makes that is stronger than a sniffle, yet weaker than a sneeze).
“Boonga. Yes, yes, boonga,” I say as I take the hankie and blow my nose. “Thank you, B.”
Smart kid. Who knew a two-year-old could come up with such a useful word, especially during cold and flu season?
10 Comments:
cute!
no one loves you today.
Nah, it's not that (everyone loves me, especially you!).
I think it's because no one cares for my niece (boo! hiss!) and boonga.
I love verbal mashups. Like craptacular and mosoms [man bosoms]
hugs,
kb
Now, I want to go back to the Vaseline that she found in your room and is now smearing all over her hands. Was it under your bed? Clean? I can't believe you'd let a 2-yr-old play in it.
Lewis stole my dirrty thought. Notice two r's...
That was a cute story. I have one of those little ones at home... we could swap stories for a lifetime.
Ugh. It's hand cream.
And even if it was something else, high up on a shelf, she could scale it like Mount Everest.
Who knew a two-year-old could come up with such a useful word, especially during cold and flu season?
Kelly Ripa put her up to it.
I love snotty talk.
Robitussin!!
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