Nate recently learned to make a new sound effect with his lips.

It kind of sounds like BOP!

It is the exact same noise that Mark makes when he shoves his biceps in my face and flexes.

Like, his limbs are so huge that any form of public display must be accompanied by noises to accentuate their exploding rippliness just in case I didn’t notice that his big giant man arms are all up in my kool-aid.

Anyhow, I have a very hard time making this noise. It requires quite a bit of concentration on my part and I’m not used to directing so much thought and energy into how my lips and jaws operate. I find it gives me a headache, which Mark knows all too well. And while I am burning all those brain cells focusing on my lips, I have to remember to wet them in there somewhere or else the BOP! noise is not possible.

I’m being totally serious here. To make this noise requires an effort of elephantine proportions.

I figure Mark learned to make this noise from all of the time he spends behind pursed lips biting his tongue from all of the time I spend insisting how right I am about everything in the whole entire universe. The BOP! sound is probably just a by-product of the tongue biting while trying to breathe through all of my hot air.

And then, the other day, Nate made the noise.

BOP!

Just like that.

And I thought it was a fluke, but then he did it again and again and again.

BOP! BOP! BOP!

Apparently, I have been outsmarted by my seven month old.

Labels: Baby Nate, Comic Relief, Mark