One of my many jobs is Translator.
For example, today Logan told me he wanted a lemonade. What he really wanted was a clementine though. My job as his mama is to follow his 2 and 1/2 year old logic and translate what he is saying into what he is meaning.
Logan is perfectly capable of saying clementine. But after saying the word a couple of times it turns in to 'lemontine' which reminds him of lemonade. This is why some friends at the park looked at my like I was crazy when Logan wandered over, asked for a lemonade and walked away perfectly happy with a clementine (that he can now peel all by himself! Hurray!).
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