The conversation I had with Isaiah right before bed tonight about him and Grace, our neighbor's boxer:
"Mom! Ah told Grace a suhee-crit! Ah told her not ta tay-yull INNEE-WON!"
"What is it?!"
"It's a suhee-crit. Ah told her not ta tay-yull innee-won."
"But what is it?"
"Ah told her not ta tay-yull innee-won!"
"I know, but what is it?!"
"Ah don't know! Ah told her not ta tay-yull innee-won!
It's uh SUHEE-CRIT!
But it's about uh bo-wee.
No....
It's about uh ca-yow. "
"What is it?!"
"It's a suhee-crit. Ah told her not ta tay-yull innee-won."
"But what is it?"
"Ah told her not ta tay-yull innee-won!"
"I know, but what is it?!"
"Ah don't know! Ah told her not ta tay-yull innee-won!
It's uh SUHEE-CRIT!
But it's about uh bo-wee.
No....
It's about uh ca-yow. "
*I'm realizing a translation might be helpful.
"Mom! I told Grace a secret! I told her not to tell anyone!
"What is it?!"
"It's a secret. I told her not to tell anyone."
"But what is it?"
"I told her not to tell anyone!"
"I know, but what is it?!"
"I don't know!
I told her not to tell anyone!
It's a SECRET!
But it's about a boy...
No.
It's about a cow."
"What is it?!"
"It's a secret. I told her not to tell anyone."
"But what is it?"
"I told her not to tell anyone!"
"I know, but what is it?!"
"I don't know!
I told her not to tell anyone!
It's a SECRET!
But it's about a boy...
No.
It's about a cow."
Welcome to my world.
1 comments:
PERFECT Isaiah lingo! He cra-yucks me uuuppp. "Ms. Courrr-ert-nay, you wann-a seee my play room?"
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