Gladys, snuggled deeply and comfortably in my lap: "I hate that song."
Me laughing hysterically: "Hate is a pretty strong word. Do you know what it means?"
Gladys: "It means I don't like it at all. I hate that song."
Me: "Why do you hate it?"
Gladys: "I don't know."
Me: "I think its lovely."
Gladys: "I weally weally hate it."
Matt: "I don't think you should use that word, Gladys."
Gladys with relish: "Like stupid. Just like I can't say sstuupiid."
Matt: "So you're saying you wouldn't have married me if my name was Weiner?"
Me: "That's right. Not until you changed your name."
The jokes so so so write themselves.
And finally Marigold has finally added more to her vocabulary of 'Daddy' and 'No'. She can also say 'I want that'. What a delightful child.