“What’s that called?” asked Conor.
“That is…,” queried Conor, pointing to the shuttlecock.
Me: (giggle) "shuttlecock"
I know, it’s juvenile and immature. I just can’t help it. Every time I say the word “shuttlecock”… the appropriate name for the thing-a-ma-jiggy that you bat back and forth in badminton… I giggle.
Conor: “This is a shutcock.”
Me: (giggle) “It’s called a …shuttlecock, Conor. Shuttlecock.”
Conor: “This is a shutc…”, eyes focused right on mine. (Great eye contact!)
Me: (giggle giggle) “Shuttlecock.”
I just know the next time he plays with his grandmother, he’s going to yell out, “This is the SHUTTLECOCK!”
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