Fursty Chickens

Mary, Catherine, Lydia and I briefly discussed where the chickens were roosting as we left to go to a friend's house last night.  After a minute of silence, Bronwyn (3) said....

"Chickens"

"I can say the same words you guys say."

Mama: "Yes, you can, but sometimes I can't understand your words.  I'm not always sure what you mean when you say 'I vewy fursty'"

Bronwyn:"You don't know what fursty mean?  Fursty mean when you fursty."

Well, I'm glad we got that clarified.  Reminded me of the "what makes you sad?" conversation.

"Tears make me sad"

What makes you have tears?

"Umm... water in my eyes"

What makes you happy?

"A smile on my face"

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