When this little tyke spoke for the first time, he offered Mommy and Daddy some food for thought!
Once upon a time, there was a little boy named Morris. Morris was 1½ years old. One morning, he was sitting in his high chair. His mommy was trying to help him eat his breakfast. “Here, Morris. Eat your cereal.”
Morris shook his head no. He blew bubbles with his lips. (Do you think he wanted his cereal? Nooo…)
“Try your egg. It’s very good.” Morris shook his head no. He blew bubbles with his lips. (Do you think he wanted his egg? Nooo…)
“Eat your toasties,” said Mommy. “Eat them all. Yum-yum!”
Morris shook his head no. He blew bubbles with his lips. (Do you think he wanted his toasties? Nooo…)
Mommy put her hands on her hips. “Whatever will I feed you, Morris?” she asked. Morris looked up at Mommy. “Pea burr,” he said.
“Morris!” she exclaimed. “You said your first word—peanut butter! I have to call Daddy at the office.” The secretary answered. “Good morning.” Morris’ mommy said, “Pea burr, pea burr!” “Pardon me?” asked the secretary. Mommy said, “Please put Morris’ daddy on the phone.”
“Good morning.” It was Daddy’s big voice talking to Mommy.
“Pea burr,” said Mommy. “Morris said his first word!” “Oh my,” replied Daddy. “I’ll be right home.” He grabbed his coat, turned to his secretary and said, “Pea burr.”
He drove home, repeating “pea burr” the whole way. When he got to the house he ran upstairs. Morris was still sitting in his high chair. “Hey buddy,” said Daddy, “say your first word —say your first word for Daddy.”
“Scagetti,” said Morris.