There are many things I would like to never forget. My heart hurts many times when one of my kids tells a story and I can not remember it. I totally fear dementia. It is one of the ugliest human afflictions. I hope that myself and my loved ones will never have to deal with it first hand, especially early on-set. Tragic.
I like making a record of things that have fixated on my brain... I hope that I will never lose them, but just in case, I'm gonna write this shit down.
So this one time, a long time ago, when I was approximately 14 and my sister was not quite 3, I was babysitting. I did so much of that in those days, being 12 years older than her, living in the middle of mountainous no-where in the 80's and ultimately because that's what my dad and my step-mother desired, save money and let the bratty, disgruntled teen take care of the baby. So, one night, most likely in the summer, my sister and I were returning back from a walk or some such adventure. She was running up the deck stairs toward the door when, in the valley, (if you've ever lived in mountains that surround a valley, you KNOW that a dog barking 5 miles away sounds like a dog barking next door when the wind is just right) a dog started barking. Our dogs half-heartedly barked back, which caught my sister's attention. She stopped and listened as the valley-dog continued to bark. She turned to me, still on the steps with her little blond hair framing her face, of which was pulled into an expression of wonder, and said, "Do you hear that? Do you hear that? Do you hear the boggies darkin'?" She furrowed her brow slightly after this came out of her mouth, and tried again, "Do you hear the boggies darkin'??" I was starting to laugh inside as I approached her, mostly because she looked worried at this point, especially as she continued to attempt to make her speech match her thought. She tried again, a couple more times, but to no avail, it didn't come out right. I finally said, "Doggies barkin'?" And she looked relieved, and exclaimed that was it, repeating it over and over again, "Doggies barkin', doggies barkin'..."
Dunno why, but that is one of those memories that has stuck vividly with me. I am so flattered to have witnessed my sister's first ever spoonerism!