What is a Frooprup?

Zac drinking (probably) Diet Coke

My job as a grandmother is to be an interpreter for my younger grandchildren. I'm usually fairly good at interpreting words they say. But occasionally they trip me up, as you will note in the following conversation.

"Grandma, I'm hungry," Zac sighed with his yiddo (his word for little) puppy dog eyes.

"What do you want?" I asked him.

"Frooprup."

"What?"

"Frooprup."

By this time, I had figured out what he wanted but I wanted him to say it again. "Sorry, I still can't understand what you're saying."

Zac has experienced the frustration of knowing that people don't always understand him, but he knows how to get his point across and he knows how to make me laugh. He sighed again and instructed me to, "Say, Froop."

To which I responded, "Froop."

And Zac completed the instruction: "Rup. Frooprup. There ya go!"

I couldn't resist asking him one more time. "Say that again?"

"Frooprup."

And I got him is Fruit Rollup.

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