as you will remember a while back, gabri is learning the sounds letters make and the sounds words start with. a few weeks ago, we went to chuck e. cheese's for a birthday party (my kind of party where the kiddos get jacked up on coke, cake, ice cream, and "pizza" made from totally organic and fda approved processed artificial partially hydrogenated animal by-products; come crashing down off the high and go through withdrawal not too different from that of opiates; sleep for 3 hours after the party is over, and wake up in a sweat-stained tizzy wanting more and then screaming hysterically that it's not fair and it is the worst day of their life. oh, and the no mommy clean-up part is good, too. but i digress...).
a few days after the withdrawal process was complete, gabri reaches an epiphany:
gabri: mommy! jesus knows chuck e. cheese's!
me: wh-, huh?
gabri: yeah, listen! ja-ja-jesus...chuck e. jesus!
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another example of preschool at work? daddy was talking about having to keep a "diary" for work to help him with his end of month reports. in the background, yaya is teaching gabri her version of mandarin (if you've ever heard her talk, you know exactly what i'm referring to), so they are in their own little world (or so we think). daddy keeps talking about his diary and gabri then asks, "mommy, is diary like diarrhea?"
tell me you wouldn't have died laughing!
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