The ever witty Jen posted this about the ever amusing Elizabeth on her blog today, and I could immediately relate. So here is my version of that story:
Recently I noticed that almost every time I put my hand on E's head from the front seat (he's still rear facing), he says, "FWIES?" "Fwies" descend from that direction when he's having a snack attack. He also says it when he notices any fast food type establishment out the window.
Sometimes E gets very hungry in the car, and golgish, chos and stwabees just don't cut it.
I experience the same confusion as Jen and don't know whether I should relate this story of my son's knowledge proudly or sweep it under the rug. You'd never know I regularly cook and freeze healthy food for my son's daycare.