the kids seem to pick up on it much quicker than we do. an annual routine at our daily play-outside-time, is for one of the families to provide popsicles. popsicles, now you'd think that would be something with not much variation. but here they are called 'popeyes'. i've gotten used to this saying, matt however hasn't as he's not around doing play-outside-time. (or 'the party' as isaiah refers to it.)
one night matt was outside playing with the kids and the neighbors joined them. all of the sudden a neighbor came out and said, 'kids, would you like some popeyes?' isaiah immediately dropped what he was doing and ran to the other end of the building as fast as he could. the 3 girls behind him. matt had NO IDEA what popeyes were or why the kids would be so excited.
he snapped this picture of them enjoying their treat.
**as you will see, isaiah is pointing out or explaining something. this is something he does incessantly! he spends more time talking about what he's going to do, than actually doing it. as you will also notice, his popeye is not eaten, while the girl's are just about done....
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hilarious...and the look on the faces of the ohter kids (especially the girl directly to his left)...awesome.
appreciate the shout out!
I think I might say haaap ;-)
Always glad to read what you write lady...it is encouraging.
peace.
ht
Hey Matt and Natalie. I found your blog from Sam's post about it, and I remembered you from college days. I had to tell you that the one semester I spent in southern Illinois I had the same issue. A gal from Lousiana was describing a crawfish "Bowl." We kept picturing the poor creatures being bowling balls, or pins. It took a good 10 minutes to clear it up. Of course, it was a crawfish boil.
It's a whole different world, but a good one. Enjoy your time there. What a great family you have.
Carlee (Savo) Russell
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