Sharsh!

Earlier this month, Little Bit started yelling, "Sharsh!" at us, his grandparents, and his aunts and uncles. It sounded like he wanted us to be quiet, but I hesitated to correct him, because he'd also yell it when no one was talking. So we just kept an eye out for context, and we soon found it in a book one night.

In an alphabet book, he pointed to a fish and yelled, "Sharsh!" It dawned on me then that he meant "shark," as I yell and tickle him when I'm reading an undersea book that he has. I was so glad not only to figure out his meaning but also that I didn't punish him for shushing us.

It inspired me to paint on a canvas I'd been studying on!

Sharsh!

But he was unimpressed.