Caroline-isms
Today Caroline was ON FIRE.
She was everywhere, doing everything and talking to everyone. All at once. And all without a nap.
Yikes.
But she always happens to save her best lines for the other mothers as they're picking up their kids from daycare.
Today she had them rolling on the floor. Of course she picked the speech therapist to perform to.
Let's just start by saying that Caroline loves dinosaurs. Triceratops is her favorite, but every once in a while we get a good mention of a T-Rex or a Iguanadon. Recently she's been obsessed with the "Dinosaur Elephant" (The Cohoes Mastadon in the New York State Museum). She got a postcard "sent" to her from the mastadon and has been carrying it around with her. We've been (unsuccessfully) trying to convince her that the mastadon is not a dinosaur elephant. And I guess we've been pretty vehement about our pronunciation. Because today at daycare she went up to Miss Aimee and showed her the postcard and said very slowly, " Look at me. Say Mast-ter-don."
She is just too much. I think she's developing a Worcester accent, too. Which makes it even more amusing.
posted by Karen @ 8:59 PM
1 Comments:
This is positively priceless.
And how wonderful to have a young paleontologist on your hands! (Too many young girls miss the fun of that!)
Sometimes I regret that, in spite of a childhood spent in Hingham, I never picked up a trace of accent. The vocabulary, yes (wicked awesome!) but not the accent. Maybe it was the confusion of southern parents, Bostonian friends, and a speech therapist trying to teach me something else entirely. But dropped R's still warm my heart. The article you linked to was delightful.
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