Hi there,
Lindy seems to have an obsession. In her world, one particular word takes on several meanings.
For example, when we are counting together it goes something like this:
Mommy: One
Lindy: Two
Mommy: What comes after two?
Lindy: Three
Mommy: What comes after thr (cut off by Lindy)
Lindy: Fries
Mommy: No, sweetie, four comes after three.
Mommy: What comes after four?
Lindy: Fries
Mommy: Fries??? No, sweetie, FIVE (extra emphasis) comes after four.
Mommy: What comes after FIVE (extra emphasis)?
Another example:
Mommy, Daddy, and Lindy at a favorite Chinese or Mexican restaurant. Dinner is served...All of a sudden Lindy emphatically exclaims, "Fries. Need fries. Fries. Need fries." Mommy and Daddy look at each other puzzled and think, "sorry, sister--no fries here." Then we tempt her with some chicken, broccoli (usually shot down), beans, and some rice--which we have learned ALSO translates to fries.
Well, despite the fact that fries=five and fries=rice, she does enjoy some good old yummy French Fries like most American girls...just hold the ketchup, please!
Friday, January 19, 2007
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2 comments:
That's so cute...you'll definitely have to write that down in her baby book!
You guys crack me up! I was laughing tears...good medicine to start my day. Thanks for sharing.
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