Jadyn and I were making a salad to go with dinner yesterday evening… she was talk, talk, talking…. (the usual around here) and giving me a blow by blow of our actions.
J: Are we going to cut the potatoes?
Me: Do you mean the tomatos?
J: Yes, potatoes.
Me: Jadyn, these are tomatos with a T. Potatoes are these (I show her some from the fridge). Can you say tomato, with a T?
Me: T, sweetheart. (Making the T sound). T,t,t,t,t.
J: Mom!! (with exasperation) I can’t say that, I’m from China.
I get one of these looks to go with it….
Just for the record, this is her new excuse for EVERYTHING.