Last night I was tucking in Rylee. She wanted a song. Lately her favorite song has been "Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star" so I sang that. She stopped me in the middle and said, "No! You have to say 'Yittle Stawr'".
Hmmmm.... I tried again. Nope.
"Not Yittle Stawr! You have to say Yittle Stawr!"
I sang it again. Apparently I can't figure out the difference between "yittle" and "yittle", and Rylee stopped me each time to correct me. Poor child.
Trust me, I tried every version of little, yittle, and wittle I could, but I just could not get it right. Rylee was so disappointed in me.
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That's funny! When Brett was little, he called tomatoes "mayos." One night, Steve teasingly asked Brett if he wanted any "mayos." Brett said, "They're not mayos Daddy, they're mayos!" I'm sure he heard it right in his head, but it didn't come out that way.
Samantha does that too. If we say the words the way she does, for example "spoon", she will correct us and say "Not 'poon, it's 'poon!"
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