“Mutter, putter, dutter, futter, jutter,” he says.
I’m not sure Seth voices that exact combination, but something similar.
Eventually, he hits on key words that irritate the heck out of Lael. “Cocka.” “Poopoo.”
We think Seth learned some of the potty words at school. Others are completely made up. But once Seth hits on a sound that makes Lael whine, he tortures his sister by saying it ad nauseam.
Lael then comes running to mom or dad, proclaiming, “Seth is using potty words” or “Seth uses THAT word.”
Several times, THAT word sounds as upsetting as “oona.” I guess it is more tone of voice than anything else.
At some point, my wife Anne came up with an ingenious solution. “Seth, call Lael flower.”
Seth took to the idea pretty quickly and it seemed to work, especially after we showed Lael pretty spring flowers.
But alas, tone of voice seems to be turning flower power into swear smears. “Flower, flower, FLOWER,” Seth calmly says.
“Stop saying THAT word,” Lael shrieks.
In the last three or four days, though, Seth has gone back to nonsense words and potty talk, enraging Lael. I fear her shrieks might crack glass.
But little Lael is learning to defend herself. She often screams back:
“Flower, flower, FLOWER!”