Friday, April 4, 2008

Carleigh and her potty mouth

Ever have one of those moments when you just can't find the right word to explain how you are feeling? I sure have, and so have 4-year olds. Carleigh's problem is a lexicon that is not fully developed. Thus the following situation:
Daddy: Where did you find that, Carleigh? (pointing to a putty knife Carleigh is holding)
Carleigh: It's my, uh, screwer.
Daddy: A screwer? What do you do with that?
Carleigh: You use it to screw things.
Daddy: Oh yeah?
Carleigh: Yep! I'm going to screw you Daddy! (as she approaches him, turning the putty knife like she would a screw driver) Screw you! Screw you!

I honestly didn't think we'd hear her say that to one of us for at least 12 years, if ever!

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