So my insane, lunatic children have some words that are just their own. Case in point:
“Bouf”
Now none of my kids can confirm the spelling of the word, but even the 2-year-old knows what it means.
Bouf, verb. To sucker punch your brother in the bottom. Alternate meaning: to smash your brother in the bottom using only your own bottom. Extra points for knocking your brother onto the floor and making him cry.
No joke, they’ve done this for about a year. And it has gotten to the point where I have outlawed it. But of course, you know what that means.
“When you outlaw boufing, only outlaws…”
What am I saying — that would imply that my kids listen to me. All it means is that I am now using this ridiculous made up word as part of my day to day vocabulary. Yes, that is as sad as it sounds. But believe me, it was all made worthwhile today when 2-year-old Chip ran up to me crying:
“Mommy, Robbie boufed me!”
How the hell am I supposed to not laugh at that?
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i know about the weird words too!
in trinidad we used bouf (or bouff) to mean quarrel with.
I love it. Since my kiddo is an only child, I haven’t seen a bouf’ing issue.
My boys knee each other in the butt and call it a corndog. WTH? One of them tried to do it to me once…never tried it again!
Bouf is som much nicer than being POW-ed!
POW happens when lacking brothers, your son decides to attack my jumping off the back of the couch and landing on your head when you think you have a few minutes to relax with a magazine.
POW can also happen when you try to assist with toothbrushing, dressing or other personal care.
POW hurts like a motherfucker.
We have a lot of one way ‘boufing’ in our house – my 2.5 year old dishes it out regularly to the 9 month old as soon as I’m out of arm’s reach (which isn’t often as you can imagine). I’m just waiting til he learns to ‘bouf’ back. I think I’ll let him have a few free passes before I attempt to outlaw it – just to even up the score ;)
Ahh, three boys…. ;)
There is no way that you couldn’t laugh!!
That’s so funny, I’d hafta laugh at them too! My son used to say “Don’t bag!” whenever we would start lecturing him. I have no idea where he got that from, but it used to make me stop lecturing and start laughing!
It sounds like the sound you make when exhaling from a punch….GREAT word!
Giggling like a silly person here after finding this post! My last name is Bouffard and we constantly call ourselves the “Boufs”. LOL
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