Today I got the first clementines of the season and my heart melted at dinner when Alanya said, "can I have a clementime?" She has always said clementime. No matter how many times we correct her. I would have forgotten if she hadn't done it tonight, and I imagine by the time this clementine season ends this winter, she will likely be saying it right. So... a few sweet things that my kids have said wrong that I don't want to forget...
action-finger, as in "Noah, can I play with that Batman action finger?"
Liza James, as in the song "way down south in Baltimore, little 'Liza James!" It should be Eliza Jane, but Alanya burned this one into our brains a few years ago as we drove through Baltimore at midnight and she sang the song at the top of her lungs clear through the state of Virginia when she finally fell asleep at two in the morning.
grant us pizza today, as in what a priest says after the Our Father, "deliver us Lord from every evil and grant us pizza today." That was Noah, age six.
I'm sure there are more, but these are some of my favorites. Off to peel another clementime.
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