Leg

Chicken's seasonal allergies seem to be acting up.  Ragweed is out, apparently.  I've been giving him Children's Claritin in the morning.

Chicken:  *coughing and sputtering*
Me:  You okay, Chicken?
Chicken:  Yeah.  My froat.
Me:  Sounds like your medicine went down the wrong pipe, eh?
Edee:  Down da wong pipe!?
Me:  Yeah--there are two different "pipes" in your throat.  One is called your trachea and goes to your lungs, the other is called your esophagus and helps get food and drinks to your stomach.  Sometimes you cough if you drink something that blocks the air to your trachea; we say, 'it's going down the wrong pipe'.
Edee:  OOOOhh.

About an hour later, driving to church.

Chicken:  My LEG!! My leg hurts!!
Me:  Aw.  What's wrong?
Chicken:  Da Medayine!
Me: I don't think you need any medicine for it buddy...just tell me what's wrong.
Chicken:  Dere's medayine IN my leg!
Me:  Okay when we get to church we'll hang you upside down and shake it out.
Chicken:  NO!
Me:  I'm kidding....what's wrong with your leg?
Chicken:  Wah!! Da medayine in dere!

Then it dawns on me that when I was explaining the different pipes that morning he must have heard and internalized "legs" instead of "lungs"...

Me:  Oh, did your medicine go down the wrong pipe into your leg?
Chicken:  Yeah!!  It did!!
Me:  Ah ha ha ha.

Oh Chicken.  He's the best.  Daddy and I got a good laugh out of that one.

Happily Sipping

Edee:  Mom, did you know dat miwk is in da handle of da miwk dug (milk jug)?
Me:  Yeah, that's pretty cool about milk, huh?
Edee:  No, it's not dust miwk, it's any dink (drink) in da dug.
Me:  You are right about that.  Any liquid in the jug would go into the handle if full enough.
Edee:  Yeah, and in da coffee dugs too.
Me:  Mug.  Well, most mugs don't have empty handles like milk jugs.
Edee:  Well, if you are in da office, happiwee sipping, da liquid or coffee could run down da handle of da mug.
Me:  Hmmm....okay.

I find this funny for a couple reasons.  1)  We don't drink coffee, yet she seems to know that most Americans, especially business Americans as it seems, are obsessed with coffee, and 2) the term "happily sipping" being part of the mental image she's expressing.

Dog Names

Edee and Chicken are looking at a book with a line of puppies.

Edee:  Dis one is named Rapunzel. This one is Belle.  This one is Anna.  This one is Elsa.
Chicken:  Dis one is named Poop.  And dat one is poop.

Is it obvious we have a girly girl and an all boy?

Bumble Bee

Me:  Good night Chicken.  You are such a sweet boy and I'm so proud of you.  You are going to grow up to be one amazing person.
Chicken:  Night Mommy.  You ah a 'weet Mommy.  You are goin' to gow up to be a bumble bee.
Me:  Did I mention that you are pretty darn funny, too?