(Sorry for the long delay.)
Yesterday, my little brother, Elliott, asked me to eat lunch with him. During the meal, the following conversation occurred:
Elliott: (singing) "If a squash can make you smile...have we got a show for you! Beggie Tales (that's VeggieTales if you didn't get that), Beggie Tales, Beggie Tales, Beggie Tales."
Me: "Good job, Elliott."
Elliott: "I sang that song for you. That's yours and my song."
Me: "Aww, thank you. That's so nice."
Elliott: "Ninny (that's his nickname for me), when you grow up, you should be Larry."
Me: "Elliott, I can't be Larry! I'm not a cucumber. I'm a girl."
Elliott: "And when I grow up, I'll be a girl too?"
Me: "No, silly. You'll be a man like Dad."
Elliott: "I can't be a man. I have to play with toys."
Me: "When you get married and have babies, you can play toys with them."
Elliott: "I'll have to always play with baby toys?"
Me: "No, they'll grow big like you. When you're a man you can mow the lawn with the big mower like Dad and drive trucks and cars."
Elliott: "No, I can't. I can't know how to drive."
A lot more confusion followed concerning genders and his future ability to do things that he can't do now.
I hope that made you laugh.
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2 comments:
It did.
lol, I love baby talk! They're so cute!
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