When Caleb was first born, Teacher Man and I could talk about anything in front of him. As Caleb got older, we quickly began realizing that he was soaking it all up. I mean everything we said would be filed in his little brain and would then come out at interesting moments. Like any good parents, we chose a code language. Being not-so-creative and not-already-fluent in pig latin, we started spelling things out.
Ladies and gentlemen, we are in trouble. If we spell at a normal pace, Caleb can now translate and blab the information to his brother. Key words translated tonight include tractor, party, and cookie. If we spell faster, Teacher Man and I can't even understand each other. My mother suggested we start using sign language. One key problem: when Ben was struggling to communicate, we taught him sign language. So now Caleb can spell and Ben understands sign language. All our secret schemes will forever be foiled. Guess it's time to learn pig latin.