Nuse v. (as in, “I need to nuse that fork for eating my hot dog”)

pri-acy n. (as in, “I need pri-acy to go the potty”)

sumping n. (as in, “I need sumping to feed my dolls. They’re hungry!”)

nuffing n. (as in, “Rory, what was that crashing sound I heard?” “Nuffing, daddy.”)

What are they? All are special words that are a intrinsic part of Rory’s vernacular, really cute things that make us smile, even when they are part of a temper tantrum. Sadly, we are fully aware that they soon will fade from Rory’s vocabulary and become fodder for “Remember when….?” conversations about our little girl.

The first to go: wemonade. She can actually pronounce the letter “L” sometimes, a firm indicator that our Sweetness is growing up bit by bit. Also evidence of precociousness: her liberal use of the words dangewous, actuwally, and cawamity (the “L” hasn’t reared its ugly head in this word just yet).

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