Beckett: Mom are you a dirt?
Me (incredulously laughing): Dirt? No are you dirt?
Beckett: Are you kid?
Me (as the meaning of "a dirt" spoken by a 2-year old whose Ls and Rs sound very similar dawns): Oh! Am I an adult! Yes I am an adult. Are you an adult?
Beckett: No. I'm a kid.
[Beckett filling a bottle full of dirt at Chichen Itza.]
4 comments:
I miss that boy. He's so cute and I love hearing what he's up to these days!
keep writing that stuff donw - it's great to look at when they are older!
That's awesome! It made me giggle this morning!
CUTE, CUTE, CUTE!!! That's so funny!
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