You've got to love the conversations kids have. I think Emry is a pretty good little conversationalist, but I realize I talk to her on a daily basis so I understand her vocabulary and it's nuances. When she attempts to talk to other kids...well, there is quite a bit lost in translation.
A few weeks ago, we met a couple from church at the park for a picnic and fun. Since they don't yet have grandchildren of their own, they've kind of adopted Emry and Ethan. We don't mind. Can anyone have too many grandparents?
We hadn't been to this park yet and Emry really enjoyed it. There was a whole "maze" of tunnels to climb through. She was having the time of her life...until several kids decided to invade her territory.
Emry isn't one to assert her position. She stands aside and watches. Or, I noticed once, she surreptitiously gets revenge (in this case, she went over to another kid's small tower and knocked it over when she wasn't looking after that kid had taken a train from her about five minutes before). So, she watched the other kids and contented herself with crawling through whatever tunnel they weren't in. The older kids wandered off, but two little boys about 4 years of age decided to camp out in one tunnel. Emry would wander over to see if they had left, but they hadn't. Finally, she just stood outside the entrance and watched them. One of them got tired of that and decided to talk to her.
"This tunnel is for boys only," he told her more than once. "No girls."
Emry isn't at the age where she understands the lines drawn between boys and girls on the playground. But she does now understand the difference between boys and girls, so she related his unfriendliness to what she knows.
"Biffen a boy," she informed him, meaning Ethan.
Of course, the boy had no idea who Ethan was, let alone "Biffen". He simply related her comment to they closest thing his vocabulary could bring up. And with a rather cruel look, he pointedly informed her:
"I am not your boyfriend."
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