I absolutely adore my just turned two year old grandson Brody. I adore ALL of our grandies...but I am so blessed to keep him two days a week while his mommy and daddy work.
For about six months or so, we have been having a friendly "argument" about chickens and ducks. He insists that every time he sees a chicken it's really a duck. We have chicken things all over the house so we do "get into it" quite often.
I'll say, "Hey, Brody, what's that?"
Brody will say, "A duck!"
I'll say, "NO it's a chicken."
He'll say, "A DUCK!"
I'll say, "IT'S A CHICKEN...." and on and on it will go....
Finally, a week or so ago, we were walking out to the car and went past a chicken lawn ornament.
I said, "Hey, Brody, what's that?"
He thought for a few seconds and then said, "It's a CHICKEN!"
I was sooo shocked and I scooped him up and we danced a little jig in the front yard and I said, "Yay! Brody said it's a chicken! Yay!!! It's a chicken!"
I put him back down and we started back to the car.
We took a few steps and he looked up at me, smiled and said....
"IT'S A DUCK!!"
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12 years ago
HAHAHA! That little stinker! :-D
ReplyDeleteThat is so cute! I wish my grandson was nearby.
ReplyDeleteLove,
Marie