Dear Diary,

The other day, my mother was over. We were playing with Edwin, and I found myself translating for him, as I do often. Oh, he said he wants you to put on his shoe. He wants you to sing that again. He said yesterday he fell down and got a boo boo. That sort of thing. He talks a lot these days, but not everything can be easily understood by anyone but us.

When Petey, our black lab, walked by, Edwin shouted triumphantly, "Petey's PENIS!!!

"Now that I understood," my mom said.


1 comment:

Odie Langley said...

When the little ones have something to say it just comes out. I love it.