Elf-talk
My husband sent me email this morning telling this story:
ELF holds up her red plastic play fork for Daddy to see....
Daddy, "That's a fork"
ELF, "Daddy, that's not a fork. That's a Dinglehopper".
Again, with complete seriousness she whispered, "Dinglehoppper".
We have, perhaps, watched The Little Mermaid too many times. Also, it was perhaps not quite wise of mommy to call it that and encourage it--and to encourage her to comb her hair with it.
ELF holds up her red plastic play fork for Daddy to see....
Daddy, "That's a fork"
ELF, "Daddy, that's not a fork. That's a Dinglehopper".
Again, with complete seriousness she whispered, "Dinglehoppper".
We have, perhaps, watched The Little Mermaid too many times. Also, it was perhaps not quite wise of mommy to call it that and encourage it--and to encourage her to comb her hair with it.