Once upon a time, when Chris and I first started dating, I accidentally made up a word and Chris hasn't let me forget about my blunder. I was trying to say "competitive" (in the context of talking about a softball game) and I accidentally said "competitious". Turns out, I might have passed the "just make up a word when you forget the real one" gene to my kids. Here's an example:
Me: "It's a mode of transportation."
Caleb: "Well, what does is transportate?"
Me: "Hannah, will you be my messenger?"
Hannah: "Sure, but what do I need to messenge?"
I kind of like these words and with the crazy "rules" of our English language, you would have thought their new words were correct. Good job, kids! :)
Thursday, July 26, 2012
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