The Legacy of Language

The other day I was getting Jack ready to take a nap, and I said to him something I have said to all of my babies, since the very first one: "Time to put you down. You're nothing but a no good infink. You can't talk, your walking skills are sub par, and you don't even have a part time job." Why do I say this? I think it was a half formed joke that came out of my older brother's mouth once...because in my family, you always say "I'm going to put the baby down (for a nap)" and we are a mean group of people, we Grasses, and we will make fun of anything or anyone. Just ask my Dad after he fell and cracked a rib....I kept telling him he was invalid.

Every family has it's own secret language that is meaningful only to them....or is my family just weird? I don't really think so....secret code and inside jokes are what bind us together....you like that? I revel in these little gems of members only happiness....how many people out there know what a fizzog is? Or who the hell Googleation T. Cornpone is and why he has a theme song AND a dance? Anybody out there familiar with the term "yippy yoppy" ? My family's secret language is rich and varied...a select few friends are privy to some of our terminology, but as I write this I realize that this lexicon of silliness is so interwoven into our lives that no one but team members could know ALL of them....how many times would I say "Hoppy up out of there" to any of my friends? No one can know the pride I felt yesterday when Jack said "bye bye" to the nurses at my chiropractor and followed it with "Have a good day and get lots of "A"s." This family sings and dances and shouts the things that make us unique (some would say weird) and we all glory in Team Beer with it's roots way deep in Team Grass (lots of offshoots from Team Pike and others as well).

To everyone who understands what this post is about, have another yippy yoppy and be secure in the fact that you are not alone. The best part of any secret language is the fact that it is a thing that grows organically and cannot be forced, nor can it ever really be explained to outsiders, no matter how much you love them. I can't explain why THIS thing makes me feel like Team Beer can conquer the world...I guess it just makes me feel secure that there are at least 5 people in the world who ALWAYS speak my language.