Frustrated is a pretty big word. It's a regular now. Cady informed me as we were parking in the Target parking lot yesterday that "most of the time daddy gets frustrated with me when I jump on the bed." And then there is "Actually" which she slips into most sentences these days. For example last night when I was re-tucking her back in bed.
Cady: "Mommy, I want to cuddle you in the morning."
Me: "I probably won't be here when you wake up tomorrow. I have to go to work so we can buy crumpets and butter (a phrase she came up with, although since Thanksgiving it is now crumpets, butter and stuffing) Daddy will take you to school and I'll pick you up and we'll do something fun like play with some playdough.
Cady: Actually mom, I like to make cookies. Sugar cookies with lots of sprinklers.
And the granddaddy of all big words. Preposterous. I used the word earlier in the day. That evening Rob and I were driving home from a friend's house. Cady was looking for the moon which was invisible due to the heavy clouds.
Cady: Where's the moon?
Me: It's hiding behind the clouds.
Cady: No, I think the sun ate the moon.
Me: That's just crazy.
Cady: No mom, it's proposperous
Pronunciation a little off...context,perfect!!
5 comments:
That's awesome! I never would have imagined preposterous coming out of such a little kid's mouth.
I think we can say that she gets her love of vocabulary from your side of the family. :)
She is SO SO smart! I just can't believe her!!
But what's her opinion of clumping?
I think I'll pose that question to her tomorrow!
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