A few days ago at lunchtime, two deer wandered into Grandpa & Grandma's backyeard. We pointed them out to Asher & then told him that one was a male deer & one was a female. He said, "No, Grandma, those are DEER!"
Yesterday at breakfast, we were talking about something & asked Asher if he was a male. He thought for awhile, then said, "No, I'M not a deer!"
Hee hee! This reminds me of the other day when my neighbor asked her three year-old, GiGi, if she wanted a grilled cheese sandwich for lunch. GiGi contemplated this and responded, "Yes, mummy, because I don't like "boyd" cheese samiches."
ReplyDelete(Get it? "girld cheese" ha!)