Most Sunday's I watch a little girl who has been a part of my life for the past 4 years. She is a miracle baby story to say the least. Last Sunday we were sitting at her little table pretending eating fake food. She clearly set the roles in our make believe play with me being the mother and her being an older sister to her baby dolls. When I asked her if she preferred to eat chicken or hamburger our conversation went a little like this...
Me: Would you like chicken or hamburger?
A: um...I want hambooger.
Me: It's hamburger.
A: hambooger.
Me: No, it's ham. burg. er.
A: ham. boog. er
Me: say bur
A: bur
Me: ger
A: ger
Me: Ham-burg-er
A: Ham-burg-er
I proceeded to clap then laughed for a while because all I could think about was the scene from Pink Panther.
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