And the best part? None of them have any idea what "naked" means! Each time I have asked Oliver what it means he gives a different answer. Thus far, none of the answers have had anything to do with clothes, or lack thereof. He does claim, however, that I taught him this word. I was doomed the second CD started giggling.
One of my favorite blogs, It's Not All Mary Poppins, regularly shares toddler talk and never fails to crack me up. MaryP is able to perfectly capture what her tots say AND how they say it. The more I read her blog, the more I wish MaryP could clone herself and send one to Pittsburgh.
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It might be all kinds of wrong, but I find this absolutely hysterical. I love kids. :)
Too funny -- but hold onto your pants, Kim. Just you wait until he realizes what it means and then streaks around the house until he's 7.
Oh, well, at least that's what happens here. Seriously, my son is like George Costanza - he goes into the bathroom and comes out shirtless or completely buck naked. I think he does this only at home, though. I hope.
Too funny. You wonder where they heard the word, and why they latched on to that particular one. You can also be glad it wasn't any of a number of other, far more inappropriate ones...
Thanks for the nice compliment on my writing -- and for my caregiving. But, in all honesty, staring down the throat of yet another Ottawa winter? If I could clone myself, the other me would be wintering in oh, Tahiti...
(Oh, and this is MaryP, not Laura. Laura's not my real-life name, either. It would take too long to explain...)
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