July 5, 2006

Yesterday I was torturing Garnet. She was pretending she was her babysitter and that her daddy was her husband and she was attempting to introduce him. She was saying, "...and this is my husband, Deven (for Steven)..." and I would interrupt with, "Who? Big Pimpin'?" and she would say, "No! Deven!" So then I would counter with, "Big Pimpin' Steve?" and she would yell, "No, no! Deven!" and so on for about five exchanges, until finally she was so frustrated that she shouted, "No! Deven wucking Bottie! (her version of his last name). So then of course Steven and I laughed our asses off. We're bad, bad, parents. We did explain that that kind of talk was frowned upon in polite company so she could only say that work to us. Like that will work.