Samantha is obsessed with rhyming. She has been for quite some time. But until recently, she didn’t get it.
We spent many hours listening to her try to rhyme. We’d try to explain it, but it just wasn’t clicking.
“Red, red, that rhymes!” she’d say.
“No, they’re the same word.”
“But they rhyme!”
“No, they’re the same. Red and fed rhymes. Red and red are the same.”
“But they rhyme!”
“Fine. They rhyme.”
Then she progressed to making up words that rhymed. She got stuck on orange. Every time she tried to rhyme, she’d pick the word orange.
“Orange and borange! They rhyme!” she’d say.
“Borange isn’t a word. It sounds the same, but it’s not a word.”
“Yes it is.”
“No, it’s not a word.”
“Then what rhymes with orange?”
“Nothing rhymes with orange.”
But now, now she gets it for real. And the rhymes just keep coming. But, like orange, she has glommed onto her favorite word to rhyme. Duck. There are a lot of words that rhyme with duck. It’s a good word to rhyme with. Except the one. You kind of don’t want your four year old using that word. Even when they’re just rhyming and when they don’t know it’s a bad word.
But she does. And I don’t know what to do about it. The first time was kind of funny. Sean and I snickered about it. We thought, just ignore it. Surely she won’t do it often. I mean, really, how often do you just sit around rhyming words with duck.
Turns out, when you’re four, a lot. Especially when you realize it rhymes with a lot of things, so it’s easy to rhyme.
I’ve tried getting her hooked on a new favorite word, like cat. Cat’s good. Try cat. But she tires of it and goes back to duck.
Yesterday, we were in the grocery store and she was rhyming again. Loudly. Luckily, it was early and there wasn’t anyone around to judge me as my four year old dropped the f-bomb loudly. I shushed her, but still.
So what do I do? Continue to ignore it? Hope she does it at school and one of her teachers corrects her? Tell her it’s a bad word and then have to figure out what to tell her when she asks why? (She’s four, she’ll ask why. And she’s not going to be satisfied with because it is.)
Have you dealt with this? What did you do? Any suggestions are greatly appreciated before I have to get her tattooed and pretend she’s a sailor.