Mispronounciations

There aren’t many words that Toby can’t pronounce and for the most part his sentences are intelligible and understood by strangers. But there is one word he inexplicably continues to mispronounce: oatmeal.

We don’t eat oatmeal a lot but every now and then the kid gets a craving for “Opingole” (Pronounced Oh-ping-yole). This morning as he ate away at it and lauded me on my opingole making skills, I corrected him.

“Toby, it’s called Oatmeal.” I corrected him.

“I know,” he said matter-of-factly, “But I like to call it Opingole."

And who could argue with that?