Chebbles learned about the Fisher-Price ABC's game from her pal Z., and it's been a regular fixture in her life ever since.She loves to clamber onto Hub-D's lap in the morning for a good round of animal alphabet fun, with ONE notable exception.
See, every letter has an animated animal attached to it -- "U" is for "Urial" (a kind of goat) and "J" is for "Jaguar" -- and the animals make cute little sounds as they jump onto the page.
For some reason, the "Y" is for "Yak" terrifies the CRAP out of Chebbles. She obsesses over the Yak, and repeatedly declares her fear of the Yak throughout her enjoyment of the game, and randomly throughout the day. The Yak is the dark shadow that hangs over her alphabetized wonderland.
Her fear of the Yak extends so far that she doesn't like when I made the deep, grumbling "Moo" of the Yak myself. We can just be in the car, and I'll belt out a good "Moo" and she'll say, "NO, Mama, NO -AK"
(Note: Chebbles cannot pronounce the letter "Y." This adds a certain comic appeal to getting her to say, "No -ak!" Similarly, she says "-es" instead of "Yes" and asks for tastes of Hub-D's "-ogurt" in the morning.)
The Yak has infiltrated her such that she is now somewhat afraid of the letter "Y" anywhere she should spot it. Sure, she can identify it from a mile away, and just prays that no one "clicks" on it and summons her hated Yak.
Was she a Mongolian in a previous life, traumatized by stampeding Yaks? One can only speculate, and "Moo" at inappropriate moments.
2 comments:
so this afternoon Z was answering (on purpose, and with visible glee) "es" to many of my questions. So cute!
That's a favorite of ours too!
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