When my oldest daughter was 2 or 3, we had a beautiful old clock. It had these huge weights on chains which kept the gears going and it kept perfect time. It had beautiful, deep toned chimes which sounded once on the half-hour and the hour at the top. (3 chimes for 3 o'clock, 4 for 4 o'clock, etc) It wasn't really a chime but a deep "donnnng.... donnnng" for one o'clock.

For some reason around this age my daughter just started noticing it. When it chimed she'd say: "Momma dong dong" and run to watch it, like something great was going to happen. I told her it was our clock telling us it was 6 o'clock. She soon began noticing other clocks and wrist watches and would always point them out to me, calling them all 'dong dongs'.

We went out to eat as a family one night to a fairly nice resturant. Just as there seemed to be a pause in everyone's conversation and the whole place was quiet, she noticed the clock on the wall. I'm pretty sure most of the other diners heard her as she pointed to it and said: "Momma dong dong". I very calmed replyed: 'yes isn't that a nice clock'. While it was still quiet she looked at my husband and asked: "Daddy where your dong dong?" Daddy didn't answer right away so she asked again.... louder: "Where your dong dong?"

OK, I'll admit I was among those giggling as I told him to show her his wrist watch. She looked at and went back to eating. Very shortly after that hubby asked for the check and we left. lmao. Poor Daddy.