Arse-arse

The last couple of days Will has been saying "arse-arse" over and over while making a sign that resembles someone with a sticky thumb and middle finger sticking and unsticking repeatedly. He would stand at the cupboard and softly say "arse-arse" and I would pull out cookies and say cookies? and he'd say arse-arse. Cracker? Arse-arse.I had no idea what he was saying until last night after supper we, as a family decided to solve the mystery. I started pulling everything, one by one, out of the cupboard. Finally, I pulled out the package of Rice Krispie treats and he said "Arse-arse!". I guess one of the kids gave him a sample. I saw them as posing a problem with their sticky, hard-to-navigate-orally, texture. I guess "arse" is his word approximation for rice. And after the discovery, his sign made sense too.

I now recall him standing in front of the cupboard making his request over and over and I was pulling everything out but that darned blue box he wanted so badly.

In the meantime we have been practicing "crispy", although arse-arse is way more fun!