D mentioned the word 'baby-sitter' today at lunch. I'm not sure if they were talking about it at preschool or what, but it's not a word we've discussed much. Until today...
nanny.nora: "D, who's your babysitter?"
He confidently points to his brother and sister.
"Those two," he says.
"We're not babies!" A chimes in defiantly.
Using their current choice of politically correct term, I ask:
"Ok, then who's your big kid sitter?"
A points to her brothers, "That one and that one."
After 2 and a half years, she still can't tell them apart.
(We'll save THAT topic for later) :-)
"Are you sure?" I queried.
Ever the A+ student she smiles and responds in a singsongy voice:
"No, you are Norie!"
To her dismay and my delight, the third musketeer, R, came up with the best answer of all.
"No, Sissy," he said seriously. "You're our Nanny, Norie!"
Aww. Good R. :-)
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