Driving down the road, NHV spots some horses in the field. The following conversation ensued ... her thought process and what she says just cracks me up!
N: Wat horsey dooo-wing?
M: I don't know. What do you think the horsey is doing?
N: Horsey tak-eeng nap?
M: Maybe, but I think the horsey is eating his breakfast.
Silence. Must mean my answer was satisfactory. Score one for the mommy!
N: Horsey eat gwass?
M: Yep, that's right, horseys eat grass.
N: Ofver aneemals eat gwass?
M: Yes, other animals eat grass. Can you think of another animal that eats grass?
At this point, I am guessing daddy recently had a chat with Natalie about animals and what they eat. I had no idea where all of this was coming from!
N: Yambs eat gwass?
M: Wow! You're right. Lambs do eat grass ... (don't they?)
Thinking that was a lucky guess ...
M: Can you name another animal that eats grass?
N: Cows? Cows eat gwass?
M: Yep, baby girl, cows eat grass. Horseys eat grass. Lambs eat grass.
Holy cow! Where did she learn all that?! Score for the baby girl!
Quiet. Quiet. Quiet.
N: See mowre horseys?
M: I don't know if we'll see more horseys. Keep your eyes out for them.
Quiet. Quiet. Quiet.
N: No eyes out. Mice eyes IN.
Well, you've got me there, Natalie!
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Because I can't resist, here's a pic of NHV admiring the horseys during our recent pumpkin patch visit ...
