Come again?

So, one thing I absolutely love about my husband (besides his good looks ;-P) is the way he mispronounces the majority of very well known words.

The other night he was cooking dinner (yes I know, be jealous) and he came out from the kitchen to ask me where the 'thongs' were. Now, my initial reaction was to ask him why in the world he would need those, but obviously I knew he meant, 'tongs.'

Just a few minutes ago he called me from Sam's Club to ask me what else to pick up (again, I'm a lucky woman) and asked if I wanted, 'clementines.' However, his rendition of this word was a little more like, 'clemen-teens.' What's even better is the fact that I can get him to repeat it over, and over again, until I'm done laughing.

He is such a good sport.

I'll leave you with one of my all time favorites that almost caused me to spit out my water all over our bedroom. It's been posted on Facebook, but just in case you missed it.

Sandro: "I cut up some of the cuantalope today."
Translation: "I cut up some of the 'how much lope' today."

Love him to pieces.

This picture pretty much sums up my facial reaction to half the things that come out of his pretty little mouth.