… is cracking us up lately with some of his words. He has turned into a chatterbox (yep, ALL DAY EVERYDAY DAY PLEASE GIVE MUM A BREAK PLEASE HONEY). I think he has some minor speech problems – probably not enough to seek help, but enough for me to take a little time every day to work on some key words and sounds when I notice them. Some of it is just pure laziness too, I think.
Anyhow, he has a couple of gems. Firstly, bread crumbs = red bums. Ohhhhh, too cute. I LOVE making chicken schnitzels these days.
“Mum, got the red bums?”
“Mum, need more red bums?”
“I like red bums, Mum.”
Of course, we wouldn’t encourage this at all ;o)
And more recently, while making his third birthday cake (the tiger from the old Woman’s Weekly birthday cake book), he pointed at the licorice, and asked what it was.