what I say. what she hears.

Trin:  “Where did Daddy go?  To the firehall?”

Me: “No.”

Trin:  “Oh. To work?”

Me: “No.  Daddy went to do an NHL Draft.”  (I realise this is not the proper way to speak of these things – but this is a three year old I am talking to.)

What she heard was: “Daddy went to do a giraffe.”  I know this because her response to me was:

“Oh.  And a zebra??”

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1 Comment (+add yours?)

  1. susan
    Oct 02, 2008 @ 18:00:33

    heeeheeheeheeehee.

    oh i love this. so so sweet. thanks for the funny.

    🙂

    Reply

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