My Mother... Lost In Translation.

This is a Blog about my Mother. She's a first generation Korean here in the states. I swear she still seems to be "fresh off the boat" at times. I often thought she was crazy. Wait. I still do, but I love her dearly. With her sharp tongue she will curse you out in "Kongrish" and for those of you who aren't hip to the game... Well its Korean-Engerish. Here is a little glimpse into my world, and how sometimes our conversations are Lost In Translation.

Sunday, July 10, 2011

Tattoos and Boobies.

Mom: "Uh oh, you not gonna' finish you tattoo until yo' baby done wit' yo' boobie."
Me: "Yes Mom, I know I can't finish it until I'm done nursing. So I'm going to have to wait a while."

::She starts to laugh::

Mom: "You boobie gonna' get so big again, BIG booobie"
Me: "I know, it happens"
Mom: "I'm proud you give baby milk...."
Me: "Awwwwwwe, thanks Mommy."
Mom: "But when your boobie get small like little apple, THEN you
finish tattoo. OK? You know, like little tangerine, not like orange, but smaaaaaaaaaall one."
Me: "Yeah, I get it, thanks"

My mom has always referred to my girls as "boobies" or some sort of fruit. It's especially embarrassing when she does it in public.

2 comments:

nancymoisehawsJuly 10, 2011 at 10:26 PM
bwah ha ha ha!
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Heather IrwinJuly 11, 2011 at 8:43 AM
LOL...boobies go back to being small? Could I get some of that....I think mine are stuck
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