This afternoon I overheard Luke mumbling to himself, something about New York. After a few moments he called me over.

Luke: Mom, do you want to know some New York words?

Me: New York words?

Luke: Yes, they speak a different language. Didn't you know that?

Me: Well. . . (and before I could finish my thought. . .)

Luke: Do you want to hear one of their words?

Me: Sure.

Luke: Instead of saying New York they say New Yak (said in his best Northern accent).


Honestly, I don't know where he gets this stuff!