Two New Words and Almost a Third

That's right folks, its Two New Word Thursday! And I nearly had a third but I wasn't able to write it down in time and now its floated off of my brain. Oh well. If it comes back I'll carve it into my arm with a stick if I have to.

The first new word is:
Tiren - a tired siren, sort of an anti-cougar. An aging sex symbol who hasn't caught on to the fact that time marches on and no amount of Botox or skunk urine can stop the clock.

Mysticrying - crying for no apparent reason. My youngest engages in this regularly now because he's learned he gets faster "service" as a result. We're actively working to break him of the habit.

And there we go, Two New Word Thursday! Break it off and pass it around! Or go and poke around in the Fictionarium for the whole shebang of new words I've created over the last couple of years.

Independence Day New Word

I came up with this word a few days ago and have been wrestling with it since because it is a word that already exists. I just want to add another meaning to it.

Twitches - twit bitches. Like the three girls in low-rider jeans with their Starbucks cups who wander around Target giggling and basically just getting in the way. Or Paris Hilton.

Time to go get the coffee machine rolling. Today is going to be another busy one.

My Son, My Parrot

Grady's language skills are starting to really hit their stride and he's able to repeat almost anything said to him within reason. He's not good on full sentences yet but he's really good on individual words.

This morning, when he got up and needed some help getting downstairs with all of his Cars cars (the cars from the movie of the same name) he asked me to carry him down. And, once I'd scooped him up, he said "Awesome!".

Which is just hilarious and incredibly sweet coming from the wee guy. I also love it when I ask him if he's ready to go and he says "Ready!" with the emphasis on the d.

The other side of the coin is that he can also parrot the words you don't want him to. So we are being extra, extra careful about what words we use and when we use them. Because it's somewhat depressing (if still cute) to see him wagging his finger at Nande and saying "Quiet, damn you!".

Anyway, a slice of life with the boys. Right now, Sully's screaming his head off for some reason and Grady's deconstructed the couch into a fort, again. Why yes, that process IS called transfortation. The couch spends more time apart than it does together these days.