Heading to the grocery store yesterday, in the car:
Edee: GRRRRRR!
Me: Are you crying back there?
Edee: No!! I not crying!
Me: Okay, are you frustrated?
Edee: Yeah!!
Me: I'm sorry. Why are you frustrated?
Edee: Cause! Chicken tacking me!!
Me: Chicken is attacking you??
Edee: Yeah!!!! He tacking me!!
I don't know what was going on back there, but Chicken, being strapped into his carseat, has very limited mobility, let alone attacking opportunities. So begins the sibling accusations about what occurs when mom's back is turned....
Oh noodles.
"Edee" and "Chicken" are nicknames for my two little rascals. The names originated from how my daughter would pronounce both her own and little brother's name when she first started talking. They've stuck. Chicken may live to regret that someday....
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