Scenes From a Park
Lady pushing her one-year-old on the swing next to ours: How old is your baby?
Marian: Eight months.
Isaiah: It is called Bernadette.
Later, after making the acquaintance of a three-year-old boy...
Isaiah (to the boy, pointing): That's my brother Bernadette.
When a large delivery truck lumbered down the road past the park...
Isaiah: Well, I'll be ding-dong-danged! That's a nice big box truck!
Bonus detail: Whenever something goes wrong (he bumps his head, drops his truck, forgets something, etc.), Isaiah has been saying, "Bother" or "Oh, bother" or sometimes, "Oh, drat and bother!"
1 comment:
Such wisdom and enlightenment from a 2 year old wordsmith!! Love, Grandma F..
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