Sunday, October 9, 2011
Ridiclious
Is it wrong? I love their mispronunciations. I love it. I called flowers samus far longer than Elsa did, hoping to keep her saying until she was at least fourteen. I dread the end of lellow. And, while waiting for Grammy and Grandpa to show up at the beach, Jesse and I were having fun assuring the children that they were on motorcycles. And David said, "Mommy, that's ridiclious." It's delicious, and I am desperate for more. How can I make him say it again without saying it myself, so he doesn't suddenly get the hang of the word? Because then it will be gone.
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