I suppose it was just a matter of time until Sydney's vocabulary advanced to this point. Her brother's been amusing and charming us with his cute phrases for a couple years. And now Sydney has started too.
On Sunday, while trying to herd the kids into the car to go to church, Sydney, of course has to stomp through the puddle in the garage, splattering her shoes and pants.
"Sydney," I said, "Don't mess up your nice shoes and clothes."
"Oh Mommy," she answered, "It's just water."
I explained that it was muddy water and was messy. Clearly part of my message sunk in, but not enough of it.
Tuesday night, making our way through the garage after AJ's hockey practice, I spotted Sydney veering over specifically to stump through the puddle again.
"Sydney!" I exclaimed.
"Borrowing a line from one of her Diego movies, she grinned and explained, "It's a muddy mud pit."
Maybe she's not such a girlie-girl after all.
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