Me: Chicken...don't touch that. It's bird poop.
Chicken: Why? How do you know dat?
Me: Can you just trust me on this one? (Then going for distraction) Hey, look, a millipede.
Chicken: A penelopede!
Me: Oh....here we go again. MMMM. Millipede
Chicken: Manilapede!
Sometimes you just have to give up and admit defeat. This isn't the first time I've tried to wean them off saying "penelopede" for millipede. The struggle is real.
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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