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[pantryslut]

Scene: the breakfast table. Twins are in their high chairs. Lori is cutting up a piece of fruit.

Simone: Apple?

Lori: Actually, it's a pear.

Simone: Apple?

Lori: Close. Pear.

Simone: Apple.

Lori: It's a pear. Can you say pear?

Simone: Apple.

Lori: Pear? Say pear? Pear.

Simone: Apple!

Lori serves the fruit without further comment.

Comments

[elusis.livejournal.com]

My mother has assorted stories like this about me, including an epic battle over how to pronounce the word "chameleon" when I was 3 or 4 and in my early reading stages. I don't know how she survived my childhood without Valium, because really, I was the most stubborn child on the planet.

[pantryslut.livejournal.com]

I think the actual battles come later. This time I think she was just practicing her (relatively) new word and looking forward to a treat. Sometimes I can get her to mimic me, and sometimes not -- this morning, definitely not. Apple is just more fun to say than pear, I guess.

(Squirrels are still called 'cat,' too.)

[rmjwell.livejournal.com]

I look forward to the day when you point at a squirrel, say "Squirrel" and she replies, "Pear!"