As the kids are climbing into a hot car after a hot day, Anjali is grumbling about, well yes, how hot it is. Then, “Mommy, turn on the bow dwy-yuh, pweese!”
me: “Okay, I’ll turn on the air conditioner.”
Just call me the Rosetta Stone of Anjali-ese.
Entries from July 2009
On turning three, and other ponderous events
July 12, 2009 · 3 Comments
Anjali: “Mommy, I’m going to be thuwee, so we can thuwoh away my baby toys, coz [insert nod here] I’m going to be THUWEE.”
Me: “Okay…we’ll just box them up and give them to children who don’t have toys.
Anjali: “Well…yeah. Um. Okay. We do dat.”
Nik, giving her a big hug: “That’s okay, Anjali. When we grow up and get married, we’ll have a baby, and then we can give it the baby toys.”
Yeah.
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