Of all the two year olds I've raised, Mari Alice is by far the most articulate. She has a vast vocabulary and doesn't seem to struggle with typical speech developmental issues. It's been so fun communicating with her, that I forgot we were missing out on so many cute mispronunciations.
Until today.
She was having a snack of dry cereal in a bowl.
"Are you having fun, Mari?"
"Yes Ma'am, I sure am."
"What are you having for snack?"
Halfway expecting her to say 'lightly sweetened, fruit-flavored oat rings', I was delighted by her classic toddler response.
"Floopy-loops!"
