Bobo

An old nickname that came from a book about a monkey named Bobo that was looking for a hug. When he found his mother, he cried "Mama!" and she cried back, "Bobo!". Jacob loved this book, and we read these lines enthusiastically.
He would surprise me throughout the day with a huge hug and a "Mama!" and I would return with a bigger hug and a "Bobo!"

Grace has trouble with Jacob's name. So she just calls him Joe. So the girls started the nickname up again because it's easy for her to say.
And he doesn't seem to mind. It's better than being called Joe.





While working through some math problems the other day, a question was raised.
"How do you make a kiloliter into a liter?"
Jacob answered from across the room, "You just take the K off."
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Jacob - "You have 7 kids in this family but you didn't born one of them. Know who it is?" (Holding a stuffed monkey, named Bobo of course, behind his back)
Me - "Um, let me guess, Bobo?"
Joe - "Nobody borned Bobo."
Jacob - "Yeah, somebody borned him. A monkey borned Bobo.
Then somebody shot him.
Then they took the meat out of him.
Then they stuffed him with fluffing.
Then they sewed him back up.
(long pause, in deep thought)
...is that how they make toys?"

If it was, we would have a lot less stuffed animals in this house.