Thursday, March 28, 2013

Haboo

I can't believe I've been blogging for 2 years and never shared this story....

In my family, the word haboo means I love you. It has meant I love you for 40+ years and will continue to be such a special word of endearment forever. I will try not to confuse you too much but my dad's little sister Jamie couldn't say I love you when she was a baby and it sounded more like "haboo"... and the greatest word in the world was born! Since I was a baby, my parents have been saying haboo to me at night, on the phone, in the morning before I went to school, and soon, I will be telling my sweet baby boy that very special word. It's never been something I've ever questioned and I am realizing how special it is to share this with my grandparents, cousins, parents, and siblings... just our family, no one else (although our close family friends say it to us sometimes!). It isn't less meaningful than the actual words I love you and I probably use it 99% of the time when I am telling my family I love them. My papa has even shortened it to "hab" :-).

Back before Christmas, Alyssa from Ten Feet Off Beale started selling custom made hoops and I requested a pink hoop embroidered with haboo for my niece Embry for Christmas. Turns out we found out we were pregnant a few weeks before so it was a gift from baby Hart to his cousin. Alyssa has got to be one of the most thoughtful people on the planet because a few weeks ago I came home to a package from her...


I had told her the meaning when ordering the hoop for Embry and she didn't forget. If you don't believe that blog friendships and love is real, believe it now. I was almost in shock from this sincere gift, I cried tears of joy and ran to show Jon. I already have a place in mind for the hoop in his nursery and I will cherish this piece forever. 
(visit the Ten Feet Off Beale shop here).

I know every family has their own traditions and such but I feel so lucky to be a part of this one. Jon has been a part of my family for quite some time and it still chokes me up when I hear him say haboo to our family. And I have to gulp back tears thinking about saying it to our son in just 4 short months. 

Thanks for letting me share a little history about something special in my family, do you have any similar words, traditions, etc in yours?

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18 comments:

Tasmin Skye said...

What a precious story! Thanks for sharing something so dear to your heart!

My parents always hid SHMILY's [See How Much I Love You] all over the house for each other and I thought it was so cute. I started doing it to my husband a couple times [we've only been married 1 1/2 years] and yesterday, I came home to a small gift and a SHMILY note on the table. Made my whole day :)

Erin said...

I love this story, and what an amazing gift! Our family definitely has words and phrases that are personal to just us, and no one else would understand them. I love it! Family code!!! :)

Alyssa said...

Ruthie!! Thank you so much for your sweet words!!! Honestly, sometimes I forget that I have never met you in real life! hah I love our bloggy friendship and I'm so excited for Baby Hart to be here :)

Becca Moss said...

I love this, that was so sweet of her. I'm so excited for you and your and your husband to welcome your little boy into this world. I think you're going to make a wonderful mommy with how thoughtful and kind you are.

Carolyn said...

OMG! I love this SO MUCH! Such an adorable little family word!

Jane {In the Pink and Green} said...

That is such a sweet story! Family traditions are the greatest, thanks for sharing yours! xo

Heather Leigh said...

This is the sweetest story ever!!! I love it.

Liz said...

What a sweet story! Baby Hart is so loved :)

michelle said...

such a sweet tradition! your son is so loved. :)

Kerrie Williams said...

how incredibly sweet. blog friends are so great :)

Lauren H. Edmondson said...

so adorable, I love family traditions! My folks and I always say "kiss, love, hug" when we leave the house in a hurry and don't have time to actually do the hugging & kissing, so now it's turned into a thing we say when we hang up the phone haha

It's Sooo Fluffy! said...

That's so sweet!
My Gma calls me Boo. She doesn't call any of her grandchildren that, so I'm special. Most likely because I was her first grandchild so I'm the favorite! ha.

marla said...

I love this (and I LOVED LOVED your providence post!!!!). When my mom was a little girl they were very poor. One year for Christmas, her only gift was a little set of 3 needlepoint pictures. One said "let's eat" one was "Bo Peep" and the other was "turkey". When she had stitched them, her dad hung them on the wall in that order. After that, when it was time for them to eat, he always said, "let's eat Bo Peep turkey!" We still say that at our house and that little girl (my mom) is now 74 years old <3

Whitney said...

Such a sweet story!

Whitney

www.missmamame.blogspot.com

Auntie Mip said...

Dear Ruthie,

What a lovely story. Families are so lucky to share language all their own and simple secrets that mean everything.

In our family it is the number 3. My parents met when they were in high school. My daddy was a senior and mom as a freshman. He went to the all boys Catholic school and she the all girls. My aunt was the same age as my dad and they hung out together. My mama crushed from afar. But as these things often do, they sparked and started dating. The first time he told her he loved her he gave her 3 long stemmed red roses. He wrote lovely card (she still has it) explaining the significance of 3. He said she probably wondered why 3 and not 12, after all 12 is tradition. But three is perfect. Three is different. Three is the exact number of words to say I Love You!!!

To this day 3's are everywhere in our lives. All 8 grand-kids know 3. It factors into passwords, locker combinations, emails, house decor, Facebook, Christmas ornaments, EVERYWHERE!!

Thank you for sharing your little family secret! I hope you enjoy ours.

Julie Keller said...

That is so sweet that she remembered, and sent you a Haboo hoop for your son. That's priceless! Blog friendships really are important in my life, and it's easy to see from this example how important they are to you too!

Allyson Butler said...

This is so precious! B-Y, B-Y is usually goodbye for us...apparently my sister and I thought that was how it was spelled when we were younger. And thanks to my cousin, a helicopter will always be a hechachocher...

Kato Pandorah's Box said...

That has got to be the cutest thing ever!!!

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