Tonight when we were driving to dollar ice cream cone night at Baskin Robbins I overheard a funny conversation going on in the back seat between Max and Molly. It started out pretty typical, they love to converse about one another's parts...it went down like this:
"Monny, I have a penis, you don't have a penis, I have a penis (could he use that word any more times in one sentence???).
"Puh....puh...penis...Mom, does penis start with "P?"
Yes, Max it sure does!
"Monny not have a penis, right?"
That's right, she does not.
"No, I have a bagina...buh, buh, buh....bagina start with "B," Mom?"
I'm not composed enough to answer at that point.
"No, Monny...it's jina. Juh, juh, jina starts with "J."
"Oh."
Just when I hoped it was over, I hear Olivia quietly remark, "I think it starts with "V."
Hooked on phonics is working for us...don't say I didn't warn you!