Thursday, October 21, 2004

Daughter talk.

Our daughter has shaped our language. She names things, and we start using those names, even between each other. For instance, before the talking started, we referred to our vehicles by the names the manufacturer gave them. Now, they're "the red car" and "the blue car."

There's the "squares blankie" and the "clouds blankie" and the "blue blankie."

That thing you put over your head to keep it from getting wet in pouring weather? It's a "rainbrella."

We're not the first to do this. My stepfather still calls that compartment in front of the passenger seat the "glove department" after his daughter named it that decades ago.

All in all, I'm glad she's here to give us good solid names for things, and new words to use for things that had become boring otherwise.
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