My youngest child is a bit Dutchy when it comes to her speech. She's better than she used to be, but still sometimes things don't come out quite right. I am her translator for the most part. I can decipher what she says better than anyone.
But when she walked up to me just now with this postively angelic look on her face and said,
"Momma, I just let Chandler play with my tits."
even I was a bit taken aback.
I leaned closer to her and asked, "Ummm....what'd you say, hon?" She just grinned and said, "I am letting Chandler play with my tits. You know, my tits!" Slowly I walked to the toyroom, very concerned as to what I might find.
Imagine my relief when I saw Chandler holding her stuffed alien, Stitch.
Hmmm....at least it was Stitch, who knows what Natalie would have let him play with!
ReplyDeleteLOL!!! My son loved playing with his fruck.
ReplyDeleteI voted for you Kristin Diva!!!
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I'm glad it was "stitch" instead of tits. She needs to wait a couple a 20 years for that one!! LOL
uhh...yeah...I'd say tits need to at least GROW before they get played with. I can imagine your relief! My nephew had a fruck too! A fruck that went voom voom voom!
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