| | (My Original Blog Post: http://ping.fm/oI5Ku)
So, now Nya says everything we say. Everything.
Last week, I read a book with a kitchen scene to her, and pointed out each object.
(me pointing to the book) "Apple. This is an apple. Apple. You say; apple." (and then I point to her lips)
"Abu."
"Good! Book. This is a book. You say; book."
"Bût."
"Good. Girl. This is a girl. You say."
"Gur."
"Good. Frying pan. This is a frying pan. You say."
"Fynpan."
And so on.
SINCE then, she just says everything we say, without prompting.
Everything.
So needless to say, we've been editing out words like "jerk", "douche-bag", "punk" and "moron".
Now, dinner conversations go like this:
Tamika: So, did that big project get done?
Benjamin: No. They decided to be Elmos and ask for revisions.
Nya: Ewmo!
Tamika: That stinks.
Benjamin: Yeah, they were a bunch of Big Birds. The completely Dora-ed the whole process, and sent it back for 6 Snufalumpagus revisions. I'm so sick of this Telly Monster project.
Nya: Dooo-wah! (Dora)
Tamika: I'm tired of them treating you like Ernie. How much more do you have to do with them?
Nya: Eehnie!
Benjamin: Not too much, this is the last project. It's not the AE's fault, the client is on it's way out and it's being a Backpack.
Nya: Bah-pat, BAH-PAT! |
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