“Root beer!”
It’s the best thing in the world to my four year old son. Its not just a drink. Root beer is a noun, a verb, a person, anything really.
Of course there’s the obvious. What do you want to drink? “Root beer!”
And we have the confusing… I can’t take you to swimming class tonight. “Root beer could take us.”
The strange… What was that noise? “I was just root beering.”
The bizarre… What should we name the baby? “Root beer!”
The exclamation of frustration… “Oh root beer!!!!”
The expression of happiness… “Yes! Root beer!”
And my favorite… I’m not sure what to do. “Did you think maybe ROOT BEER?”
I wonder what would happen if the boy had more than one cup of root beer more than once a week! More obsessed or less obsessed?
3 responses so far ↓
1 LunaPierCook // Oct 31, 2008 at 9:59 am
What was that noise? “I was just root beering.”
That sounds SO wrong …
2 sc // Oct 31, 2008 at 2:44 pm
LOL Em – You could work in marketing for the folks at A&W.
3 Emilie // Oct 31, 2008 at 3:02 pm
You know actually, I’m more of a Barq’s girl!
: )
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