Here's a summary of yesterday's gems of knowledge, straight from the oracle that is my son (age 5):
- 'Batman' is a perfectly acceptable name for a cat.
- He likes The Saturdays' new song 'Notorious', unless I sing it. That just hurts his ears and makes him feel poorly.
- Beyonce is not a Pterodactyl. I know, I was surprised too, but if you look closely the signs are there.
But here's my absolute favourite vignette from yesterday. He has taken to dropping the 'T' sound from words, using a glottal* stop instead. I am constantly pulling him up on it, it's become a great new game for us. He told me that T-rex was "be'er" than Diplodocus. This is the conversation that followed:
Me: "How many Ts are there in Better?"
Me: "So we say them both, don't we?"
Me: "Thank you."
TBW: "There are 2 Ts in 'butter', aren't there?"
Me: "That's right."
TBW: "But only one T in 'but'."
Me: "You're right, that's very good!"
TBW: "There are 2 Ks in 'Dalek'."
Me: "Ah, no sunshine. There's only one K in 'Dalek'."
TBW: "Not if there's 2 Daleks."
Five years old and he already has the measure of me. Sigh.
* - Is it just me, or is it funny that 'Glottal' has two Ts in it?