Commonly Heard These Days

Miss M: "I'n not Mahmahndah. I'n Tistopher Wobbin."

So there you have it. We may have to start calling her C.

There's more. After a little tantrum, I asked her brother to get a tissue to wipe her little nose. And she screamed, 'It's NOT a little nose! It's a teapot!"

Another M-ism - "bloo-blooey" It's what she calls blueberries.

And she calls her friend Anhelika, "Ahn HEDD uh luh"

And then, there's the way she reads books. I always wondered what she was hearing as I was reading to her. Now I know. One of the books is an old Sunday-schoolish book, and there's a picture of a little boy and his dog looking out at a window and it's raining, and the text says something about God speaking to our hearts when it's thundering and saying, "Don't be afraid."

Her rendition is, "Awww, don't be afraid of the window!"

I don't think I'll ever be able to read that book with a straight face again!