More than once, I've been known to flub up some words as I speak. Yes, it happens often. Well, I've figured out that it's not my fault. It's in the genes.
The other weekend, mom and Grandma Couch came for a visit. During that time, mom said I should look for new table linens at Pier 318 (she meant Pier 1), and Grandma C. said she had fun with Waylon at "Cheesy Chucks" (she meant Chuck E. Cheese).
I've noticed this is rubbing off on Waylon. Each night, after he finishes his meal, he says, "May be I excused?" We've corrected him many times, and have since decided it's cute, and we're sure he'll outgrow it someday. (At least, we hope!)
Don't blame us. As my dad would say, "It's genetical." (Yes, he says it wrong on purpose. We think! Ha.)
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Love it! Cute story!
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