Last night at the dinner table, my husband and I played a game with the kids to see who could think up words that sound the same but have different meanings. (What can I say? We're geeks. And those of you who are even geekier undoubtedly know that we were discussing homophones.)
When it came to my turn, I said "bow" (thinking of the bow of a ship, or the bough of a tree).
Two of our kids immediately thought of the kind of 'bow' you take in front of an audience after you've given a performance...but that seemed to be all they could muster.
Until suddenly my 8-year-old piped up, with impeccable timing and requisite grooviness:
'Bow-Chicka-Woww-Woww!'
It was a proud parenting moment. Clearly, my work here is done.
