bilingual bean

so awesome. i taught her to count from one to ten in tagalog:



i try to speak to her in the tongue of my homeland as often as i can, but i forget. i've gotta get on the ball so she can be bilingual and we can talk shit whenever we want to when she gets older. haha! okay, there are other benefits, i know.

oh, and the teen and i are constantly amused whenever we're out on the road, driving along happily, when out of nowhere the bean will point and shout "hi, fuck!"

of course, she's spotted a truck and wants to make sure we haven't missed it. and that applies to lots of other situations, like when we're getting ready on a monday morning and she hears the trash being picked up. "mommmmmyyyyy! frash fuck! see 'em?"

an emergency vehicle speeds past our apartment: "fire fuck! fire fuck! noise! fire fuck! bye, fuck!"

the teen and i react in an appropriately mature manner every time - anything from a smirk to full-on cackling. it's just so freaking funny. the hub is always quick to correct her: "truck, bean. it's a TR-uck." and she'll smile sweetly and say "fuck. fuuuuck!"

that's my girl.