Today, at lunch, sitting at our table, I asked Shepherd what kind of sandwich he wanted.
“Penis Butter Sandmich”
Slightly amused, I chuckled inwardly, while correcting his mistake.
“Pea-NUT Butter Sandwich. That’s Right!”
He smiled, and began demanding “Penis Butter” over and over and over again.
No matter how many times we go through this, my child cannot say his T’s. I firmly believe he’s slowly erroding away at my sanity to achieve world domination. Either that, or I’m doomed to public humiliation when confronted with words like Truck, Peanut, and so on and so on.
My life is SO glamorous.
April 15, 2008 at 9:05 am
I am laughing so hard! Monkey does the same, and he has been replacing the words he cannot pronounce with words that really should not come out a 2 year old. It is embarrassing (only in public
. And not laughing is good, because if you do laugh? They’ll repeat the same word over and over and over again!
April 16, 2008 at 9:55 pm
That is hilarious… thanks for the afternoon laugh!!