Some recent quotes from the little pickles:
CL, with the characteristic white upper lip: "Yook, I have a milkstache!"
ME "reading" a book about vehicles: "A spacer flies in a space shovel."
CL, singing: "The monkey thought alllll fun, pop goes the Liesl!"
ME trying to get a grasp of tenses for irregular verbs: "Mommy brought... she brought... she bringed the ball to me!"
CL: "Mommy, are you making apemeal for bweakfast? Mmmmmmm, sminnanim!"
ME: "Mommy, I'm very brave of thunder." [as opposed to "scared of," of course]
This is such a fun stage for language. I only wish I'd written down half the funny things they say.
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