Telling the story of the ups and downs, the adventurous and mundane days of one British family's self-imposed exile in the Capital Region of New York State.
Thursday, December 15, 2011
Day 4.339: A few E5N1isms
E5N1 has a way with words. Quite often the wrong words.
Apple cider has become apple slider in our house thanks to him and when we're out and planning to visit a restaurant we'll often be heard to declare that we are going to a food-house because he called them that for the longest time and would accept no other name for them.
The other day, the kids were testing each other on the names of states and their capitals from our USA placemats and E5N1 wanted to say something about Mexico. I imagine he was anxious to make it clear he didn't mean New Mexico, so he called it Plain Old Mexico.
And finally, yesterday morning, at his preschool, they were talking about one of his classmates who was going in for minor surgery today. It triggered a little sympathetic ailment for E5N1 who told Exile #2 during the afternoon, "My throat is hurting a little bit - I think I need to have my stencils out too!"
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