Sab- "Mom, will you dind me a commercial?"
Me- " No, come take a nap with us."
Sab- "Pweas, Mom. Dind me a commercial."
Me- "No, maybe your Dad will."
Sabine goes over to Dad's side of the bed to bother him about it. She climbs up and whispers in his ear "Dad, commercial."
Dad-"Huh, what's a commercial?"
Me- (coaxing Sabine to say what I'm saying) "Say Daddy, it's a show for commerce, silly."
Sabine looks right at me and with a pretty mean scowl says:
"Mom, NO dits NOT! Dits a show der KIDS, not commerce, der KIDS!"
I looked at Matthew and just started laughing at my child using the word commerce in a sentence. I stand corrected. Again.
2 comments:
Oh Sabine. She is so dang cute. We miss our wonderful playgroup! I miss sweet cute Sabine, so polite and cooperative. :)
One thing's fer sure. Your kids can pull a face when necessary.
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