Eden has a little plastic bird that tweets and whistles and will also record short snippets and play them back in a high pitched voice. Last night Z was playing with the bird and recording things that sound funny when a little purple bird says them in a high pitched voice. Things like, "Die" said very low and very slow. Or "You will fail in life," also said low and slow. He had one-liner after one-liner, all of which the bird faithfully repeated. Eden, Z, and I all found it very hilarious.
After a little while Z put the bird down and left the room. Eden immediately picked it up and said into the recorder, "I'll see you in hell!" Low and slow, of course. I was a little shocked and gently reprimanded her, saying we don't really want to see anyone in hell. She sat silent a moment, and then said in a dejected voice, "I'm bad at being bad."
2 comments:
One has to be very careful what they say in front of Eden. Her little mind is a steel trap for language, phrases, words!
I'm glad she is bad at being bad. I love her so....
I guess one could also say to Z, do we really want anyone to die? :) Oh, the subtlities!
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