Beedo

Gemma has this word. Beedo. Beeee-dough. The kids have different opinions about where this word originated from. I honestly have no idea. But, she says it all the time.

Gemma! What are you coloring?
Her: oh, just a Beedo.

Hi Gemma!
Her: Beedo!

Gemma, what do you have?
Her: oh nothing. Just a Beedo (it can be anything in her hand from a cookie to a stuffed animal.)

(Softly singing)
Beedo, beeeeeedo, Beedo


(Fist pump) Beedo!


It has gotten so the other kids are using it as well. Last week at dinner, I asked Gemma which fruit she would like on her plate.

Her reply: Beedo.

Suddenly, William and Amelia are saying Beedo, Beedo in sing songy voices back and forth to each other. The dissolve into laughter at the hilarity of this word. Beedo.

John and I try to talk about our day, upcoming advice. I cannot hear what he is saying over all the Beedo-ing. We ask, demand and then threaten the kids to quiet down. Nothing can keep themMyron Beedo- ing at each other. It is irresistible.

John and I give up on conversation and eat our dinner. The kids don't eat as they are cackling, giggling and Beedo-ing at each other.

Parenting: it isn't what you thought it would be.

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