Or: Eek-Eek, doof.
Both quotes that I heard while Etta was sitting on the potty. After the first one I said, "Is Uncle Eek-Eek in Montana?" "Yes!"
Then this morning I overhead the other from the other room, "Eek-Eek doof. Eek-Eek doof." Oops, maybe we shouldn't have asked her, "Is Uncle Erik a big doof?"
She is really copying a LOT of what we are saying. Thankfully, most of it can only be understood by us.
But in tribute to Uncle Eek-Eek...
Zoom in - he was 14 at the time.
Dugga, dugga, da,
Dugga, dugga, da
Go Cats Go!!
After which Bob usually promptly goes in to: I D A H O! Idaho, Idaho, Go, Go, Go! We are going to have one confused little person.
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