Philip is notorious for his mixed up hearing. For a while I was very concerned it was a serious medical issue, but then we realized he would readily admit he just said it different. A relief and laugh all in one.
Some of his classics are “Macon and Cheese” for mac ‘n’ cheese and Puh-sagne for lasagne. Do I even need to mention how crazy this drives his brother? I didn’t think so.
One of my favorites is from a pirate song that is a favorite. The actual line is, “Scurvy and rickets we can’t tolerate” (we go for wholesome music around here). But Philip ALWAYS sings it “Scurby and crickets we catch on the ring-o.”
And just tonight he was sitting pensively in his chair when he announced, “You know what I call that city? The one where Jesus is? Buffalo-hem. Why is it Buffalo-hem?”
Why indeed, Philip.
