cat named pig

I love how our household has been developing its own little dialect of English as the kids acquire more and more language ability. Elliot has already contributed a few unique pronunciations and variations on words (bob-bob seems to mean “baby,” as he says it whenever he holds a toy baby, sees a real baby or sees his mirror reflection. Siena and I have started saying it too, because it makes us laugh.) But what I really love is Siena’s expanding vocabulary and the colorful touches she adds to our language.

My favorite recently is the way Siena has been using the phrase dance class to refer to anything large in number. (Using it as a synonym for plethora.) Example: yesterday when we were walking to school (and again on the way home from school) we came to a patch of sidewalk completely covered in little seeds from an overhanging tree. 

Siena: “Mama, that is a huge dance class of seeds!”  

Or at lunch the other day, when I gave her a bunch of spinach leaves (for strong ballerina muscles): “Whoa, you gave me a big dance class of spinach!” 

Can’t wait till she has her own blog.