Perhaps I am a great role model for my son in more ways than I am aware of. I eat it up like leftover pizza when Lukas flashes a big smile and announces that he wants to do one thing or another "Just like daddy!".
I mean, come on, what is a better elixir for a father after a stressful day on the job than hearing such a phrase?
However, over the past few days that is not the only thing Mrs. LIAYF and I have been hearing coming out of Luke's mouth. No, he's not dropping any F-bombs. After leading an early life with speech littered with profanity, the likes of which might make a truck driver blush, I have cleaned up my act to the point that it is an extremely rare occasion where I let a proper profanity fly.
No, what is coming out is something altogether different. How best to describe it?
Um, I am not sure. It's an annoying little speech placeholder which a verbose 26 month old certainly does not need to use. Let's see, um, it's not really a word but more of a sound. Some adults have been know to slip it into conversation on occasion and actually not even realize it. My wife, um, seems to think that he must have picked it up from me, but I can't really see where she got such a notion.
Although cute, it is a bit annoying to listen to your two year old use this dozens of times over the course of an evening for the pure novelty of it, and perhaps to be 'Just like daddy!' "What are we going to do about this development?" My wife said to me as she gave me one of those 'this is totally your doing' looks.
"Well...um, I think we should just ignore it. I'm sure he will stop using it soon enough."