Me: Timber, say "Mama."
Timber: DORA!
Me: Mama
Timber: DORA!
Me: MAMA!
Timber: DORA DORA DORA!
*****
Scout: Mommy, I don't know which way to go.
Me: (in sing-songy Dora voice because, yeah, I do that) Who do we ask for help when we don't know which way to go?
Timber: MAP!
--Flora, Scout, and I all turn to stare at him in surprise--
(only Dora-moms will understand)
*****
Me: Scout, do you need to go pee-pee?
Scout: No, I need to FLYYYYYY!
*****
Cute Flora-words that I don't bother correcting:
pattern = patterin
something = fumpin
level = langle
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