Smamich, please!

Ok-so I love to think back at the oh so cute things that my kids say, but hey....I don't have the best memory. So thankfully I can refer back to my blog and wahlah! instant remembering. We were eating at one of our favorite places, Cruizzers (like a sonic but way BETTER!), when Trevin asks for a grilled cheese smamich. I lean back to him and tell him to say "SANDwich" stressing the sand. So he looks at me like I'm a dummy and says (very slowly) SSMMMAAmich. When I was in college, one of my professors said that sometimes kids really do think they're saying it correctly. So true...I have a little girl in my class and she calls me Ms. Punklett. When the other kids look at her and say, "It's Plunkett." She looks at them with a duh, thats what I said! Gotta love kids!