I always have so much fun with my husband. Apparently I have a way of correcting to him...All.The.Time. In my defense, I really don't do it to be annoying. I'm pretty sure it's genetic...yeah that's my excuse.
Unbeknownst to me my Allen decides to play a game with me. He starts intentionally saying things wrong so that I correct him. In fact after he says a wrong word he counts to himself, 1...2...3 and boom I swoop in to let him know he's wrong.
Last summer we visited Massachusetts. While there we visited Mystic Aquarium. One of my favorite sea creatures is the beluga whale. Allen kept calling them Belunga whales...over and over and over.
Finally Allen told me bought his little game. Now, when we have a difference of opinion or I over correct him he simply says Belunga. It really has become a term of endearment for
us as well.
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