I must start this little ditty with an education in current teenage lingo. For those you who do not currently have a pre-teen or teenagers schlepping and moping around your abode, there is a current trend amongst their species to shorten words that don’t need to be shortened as there were perfectly effective and useful in their original state. The latest causality to their assault on the English language is the affectionate term of endearment, babe.
If you’ve been anywhere near an Instagram account or tweeting on Twitter (Don’t dig around on Facebook. No self-respecting teenager would be caught dead there anymore. That’s where all the ‘old’ people are), you may have seen this pop up from time to time.
‘My two Bae’
‘Me and my Bae’
‘I love my Bae’
I was driving just the other day with my (deep breaths Kerry) 9th grader, when she made a statement about her ‘Bae’
Me – “Your what!?!”
Ridiculous 9th grader – “My Bae. It’s like Boo, Babe, Baby.”
Me – (Imagine me with a dumbfounded and confused look on my face.) – “Um, you don’t have any of those.”
Annoyed 9th grader – “Ugh. Mom, this just a thing people call their best friends, they are your Bae.”
Me – “Why would you call your best friend a large body of water? Sounds a little mean to me.”
Irritated by my obviously not being hip enough for her 9th grader – “Not B-A-Y, B-A-E. Bae, babe minus the second B.”
Me – “Well that’s dum, D-U-M, dum.”
Condescending 9th grader – “Um, dumb with spelled D-U-M-B. Your forgot the B.”
Me – “So did you.”
For this round….
Mom – 1
Put in her place 9th grader – 0