Saturday, May 07, 2011

Funny Rachel

Last night we were having a gourmet meal of boxed macaroni and cheese and canned fruit cocktail. We decided to go all out since Daddy's not here.

Rachel spilled some of her fruit on the floor.

"Oh, no—I spilled some fruit on the floor!" she said and then shrugged her shoulders. "That's okay. You can sweep it up later."

Then this morning Andrew called while we were still eating breakfast. Our phone calls rarely go well; he calls over the internet and the internet has been so unstable. He tried to have a conversation with me but the line kept cutting out so he finally just called and said, "I LOVE YOU!" really fast before the phone went dead. After I hung up the phone for the last time, Rachel said,

"Did Daddy go to Ghana with his school friends?"

The whole kitchen went silent. Grandpa, who had been doing dishes or something, turned to stare at me.

"School! She said school," I clarified.

Rachel still struggles with consonant clusters so school comes out sounding like a homophone of girl.

School = ghoul because she can't say "sk," and girl = ghoul because she can't say "rl."

Yes, Daddy went to Ghana with his school friends, but we'll just try to not have Rachel tell anybody that. Like, ever.

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