Caleb has discovered how to rhyme.
This is the new game of the moment.
So he walks around and whatever he sees, he makes up new rhyming words.
Toys - boys. (A few more steps) Stairs - pears. etc.,
You experienced moms ALREADY know where this is going don't you.
He walks into the kitchen. Hmmm kitchen - can you think of a word that rhymes with kitchen?
Perhaps a word that starts with a B? Yup, you guessed it - out comes his rhyming word - his very first swear word. sigh. Can you visualize this (all that was missing was the hand gesture)
Now of all the letters of the alphabet to pick - he has got to pick B. Why wasn't it Kitchen - pitchin'. Because God thought I needed a laugh, that's why.
So John and I are doing all we can not to laugh out loud, as that would surely bring a repeat performance.
I tell you what, I can't even enter my kitchen without thinking about it. As a matter of fact as I type this (in the kitchen) I can't help but smile.
Now why am I surprised?
