I love to listen to Katie's husband Anthony speak. His Italian accent is to die for, second only to my own European husband's beautiful English accent. At times though it can be hilarious to hear some of the things that come out of Anthony's mouth. Case in point....they spent Thursday night here (Katie and Anthony and a bunch of friends from the high school took Zack and a few others to all the midnight sales that kick off Black Friday down at the mall in South Portland, and they got back around 4AM...quite the non-slumber party we had going on!) and Friday morning after a lazy brunch we all sat around upstairs and Anthony read some of Gaby's books to her. The funniest had to be a Sandra Boynton book called "Doggies".
****WARNING: content is definitely not suitable for small children! Unless you want your little pitchers with big ears repeating this, then DO NOT let them listen/watch!****
There, you've been warned!
Now, I will just preface this next video by saying that it's my fault Gaby picked up this choice phrase. I had dropped a 28 ounce can of diced tomatoes on my foot the other day and who was standing right there to hear what came out of my mouth? Yep, the Little Imp. I know it's not a nice phrase. I know its probably pretty foul. And I know exactly which of you sitting there watching this are saying; "Audrey, I don't think that's funny at all!" Well, you are probably right...however it's how Gaby says it. The phrase is "mother f*cker" but she doesn't quite get "mother" out and it ends up being, well here, you listen for yourselves...or for those of you not so inclined to think this sort of things is amusing, then don't play the video. Anyhow, you can even catch Gaby (listen very closely) tell her daddy that it's "a bad word daddy!"....
