We tell a lot of midget jokes at our house. This is a fairly recent phenomenon and not meant to intentionally disparage those persons who are vertically challenged.
Finn pronounces "minutes" as "midgets." Multiple times a day he will say things like: "I'll be back in five midgets." "We will get a new minivan in five midgets." "Is Daddy going to be home in one midget?" So, Mr. F. and I have had multiple conversations about these midgets running around and taking up room in our minivan.
It is so stinking cute, and I really hoped he would mispronounce "minute" for a long, long time. However, I can already tell that the word is evolving into something closer to the actual word. Pretty soon the midgets will only be a figment of our memories.