I was making Dinner today when My oldest (whom we will simply call ‘L’ for legal reasons), L, put me back in my place. (I’m cooking.. L comes in the room…) L: Black! Black! (she points to the Spatula in my hand) Me: Yeah, L, it is black. This is called a SPACHOOLA. Can you say SPACHOOLA? L: Black! Black! Me: Yes.. it is a Black SPACHOOLA! Can you say SPACHOOLA? L: Black SPoaisjdfkajsfkLA (this means she got the first and last letter right.. but everything else was gibberish) Me: SPACHOOLA! L: SPweoijwoeijfLA *She starts to leave the Kitchen towards her room* Me: *sigh* You aren’t very good at this are you? (more to myself than anything) From the hall I hear: L: YOU aren’t very good at this! A Sarcastic 3 year old.. who knew, eh?
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