"I like Weisel the best out of all the children"
“I do not like to eat the chicken breaths!! I like to eat the legs!!!"
“I really like these chaladas, Mama!”
These are four words she’s gotten wrong in the last week and they make me smile each time she says them. Nums and Wiesel get repeated a lot since she is still thinking about and singing songs from The Sound of Music. I cannot bring myself to correct her. I’ve never been able to do it, not with any of my children. There is something so completely innocent about listening to children get words wrong.