I love the ways children put words together. It's just amazing how their language explodes and they figure out how to make sentences and conjugate verbs and use plurals, etc. Really! We take it so much for granted. . . and I only realize the vast amount of learning that's going on when something goes awry.
Today the boys were hitting a tennis ball back and forth across the back yard. Rhyle got weary of the game (after Owen hit him twice in the arm with a tennis racket!) and decided to jump on the trampoline. After a little while he asked Owen, "Are you done tennising yet?"
The other word that he used (though I don't remember the context) was "blooding." As in, "my cut is done blooding." Ahhhh. Little glimpses into the inner workings of his mind.
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That is funny!
Natalie does that often, too. But I never remember them.
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