Grandma DeDay made the boys a couple of sets of jammies each. (She likes to sew.) Katcha has a set with little trucks and bulldozers and stuff on it. Really cool. One of the trucks is a dump truck. (The pattern repeats so they are all over his jammies.) That’s the one he got excited about, the dump truck. Only he can’t say “dump truck”. He drops the “p” and the “tr” becomes and “f” for some reason.
Yeah, he was saying “dum’ fck" (editted to protect delicate sensiblities) all evening. Really loud. And the windows were open. Over and over. "DUM’ FCK! DUM’ FCK! DUM’ FCK!”
The Little Woman got him to call them “work trucks” after that. It was still funny.