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Pip Pip, Cheerio, And All That Rot

Emme has taken to speaking with a British accent. Most nearly all the time. She insists that is NOT British, but rather, Australian.

It sounds rather British to me.

Not that I’ve ever been to England. Or Australia.

If she had affected a southern drawl, I would have completely understood. And I would have known that it was my mother channeling herself through Emme. If I believed in that sort of thing. Which I do not.

But. Whatever.

Wednesday night was AWANA. Fiddledaddy magnanimously offered to take the girls in my stead, and wrangle our unruly class of 10 kids, ages kindergarten through 3rd grade.

Instinctively he knew, that if I had been crying intermittently all day at home, I probably would collapse in a heap of sobbing hormones right there in the middle of AWANA chaos.

And he would have been correct. He’s smart like that.

When he got home, he told me that we owed Emme a dollar.

A dollar is steep, people. The most I ever offer her in the form of a bribe is a dime.

“What for?”

It seems that on the drive to AWANA, Emme began practicing her Bible verse in a British accent. Fiddledaddy said to her, “I’ll give you a dollar if you get called on in counsel time to recite your verse in front of everyone, and you do it in that accent.”

Unfazed, and with a dollar sign in her eyes she shrugged, “um, okay.”

Of course she got called on to recite her verse in council time, in front of everyone. And she did it with a perfect British accent. Oops, I mean Australian accent. I did it again.

So, I’m out a dollar.

I’m rather enjoying the British accent. And it should come as no surprise to me since both her parents were bitten by the acting bug at very early ages. And our parents have the gray hair to prove it.

However, if she begins to sport a pink wig, we’re in trouble.

She’s already overly fond of Walgreens and Rite Aid.

Should I be worried?


21 Responses to Pip Pip, Cheerio, And All That Rot

  • *snort*

    Jonathan does the same thing. Still.

    He’s turning 14.

    God, Help. Me.

  • My two older children can sport a “solid London accent” (so my British friends tell me).

    They did learn it in England; we lived there a couple of years.

    Like you, I can’t tell the difference between “English” or Australian or New Zealand, South African. . . let alone the subtelties in regions!

    However, when my kids are going for a Australian accent I can tell the difference quite well — which tells me they haven’t got it down just yet. 🙂

    I’m sorry you had a bad day (maybe a poor assumption on my part, but “crying intermittently all day” doesn’t sound good — unless you are pregnant?).

  • I wish you’d do a podcast or other such techy thing so we could here it. Do you watch American Idol? There is a southern boy who sings with a British accent. He stumped the judged, but they sent him through. 🙂

    Hope everything is ok and that today holds less crying for you and LOTS of laughing.

  • Whatever you do, just don’t let her walk into public bathrooms with bare feet!!!

  • Love it! We recently offered our child $5 to put a giant pair of granny panties on over her clothes and wear them in Walmart. We were massively bored waiting for our tires to be changed. She did it!! A huge stretch for her, but she will do almost anything for money. Should I be worried about that?

    Can’t wait to get up every day to read your blog. Thanks for always making me laugh!

  • My children and I all can do a decent British accent.

    I am really good at accents. I can pick up an accent where ever I am.

    I am very good at British, and southern.

  • My four-year-old, who does not understand about accents, sometimes talks like Angelina Ballerina, the English cartoon mouse. It kinda weirds me out.

  • That is a riot. A dollar well spent, if you ask me.

  • So…why are you out the dollar if your husband is the one that made the bet? Just wondering. :>)

    Hey, thanks for the homeschooling discussion on yesterday’s post. I just this morning had a chance to read the comments and add my two cents. It was fun reading people’s different perspectives.

  • Holly,
    Because I like to play the banker in this high stakes game of Monopoly! 🙂

  • My only comment is about Awana. I hear ya, sister. I am a secretary for Sparks, but I have become stressed on several occasions and thought if one more person walked in our room to ask a question, I was going to lose it.

  • My two teenage boys started with the British accents because of their love for all things Monty Python. And possibly because Mom has been know to sport various accents as well, purely for the children’s entertainment, of course. We all took on an Indian accent as a result of the character “Khalil” in Jonah the Veggie Tales movie, even DD who was 5 at the time. Then, if you watch Iron Chef, you pick up even more accents.
    So glad to know we aren’t the only theatrical household.

  • I think Emme must be related to Evan. He would TOTALLY do something like that for a buck. 🙂

  • Um yes, I think you SHOULD be worried.

    Shouldn’t Bible verses be recited in a British accent all the time? It sound so King James…

  • My Dad made a steep bet with me in Church . . . I make a darn good fish face if I do say so myself . . . my Dad said he’d buy me a 3-wheeler if, during my 1st Communion, I turned around at the front of Church and made a fish face.

    Being the very well-behaved girl that I am – a hem – I did NOT do it. I knew the wrath of my mother would have greatly outweighed any delight I would have gotten from a 3-wheeler – a 3-wheeler that I probably would have been grounded from for life, anyway.

  • While I think a british, I mean Australian, accent is really neat and all, it would totally ruin my household running.
    You see, I have come up with a way of torturing my children for talking mean. When they talk mean or disrespectfully they have to speak in a British accent for the rest of the day. If they still speak mean, or refuse, they have to rhyme everything they say, if they STILL are not with it, they have to sing everything they say. After that they can just go stay in their room because I don’t want to see them.

  • Hey – I hear BritBrit is doing the British accent these days too!

    You should do what I do – never sign up for Awana. That is my husband’s gig – from helping them learn verses, to being the taxi to listening to verses and helping with games. He does it all without the dorky shirt.

    I stay home. 🙂 I heart myself sometimes.

  • I love it! That’s totally something that could happen in our house; hubs is always thinking of ways to convince our little man to be funny in public. Bribes are NOT beneath him. 🙂

  • Awesome!

    Seriously, I was banned from reading A Secret Garden because for weeks after reading it, I would talk in a (very bad) english accent and drive my poor parents crazy.


  • Oh, it won’t just be a pink WIG! LOL My 18yo son does awesome voices and he is just hilarious. It gets even more fun as they get older. His goal is to become a voice actor. He’s going to be an incredible one!

  • I wish I could hear her recite that verse in class. Hahaha that your husband did that…mine does stuff like that all the time.
    I hear you as far as the hormones and intermittently crying. You homeschool, right? So do I, and when the hormones strike me (like they did yesterday) I know I am damaging my kids by keeping them home. So what if they learn about homosexual sex from their teacher? At least she’s not yelling and crying and blubbering FOR NO REASON like a crazy woman!