I posted this over at our family blog, but it amused me so much, I thought I’d go ahead and cross-post. Cole is my 2.5 year old son:
We had a beautiful evening – nice breeze, sun starting to set, 70 degrees. Cole and I were kicking back, winding down after a long day. He was in his toy car. I was next to him, sitting under a tree staring out over the cornfield to the south of my yard.
He looked curiously at the bottle of Negra Modelo I was holding. â€œThatâ€™s beer,â€ I told him.
â€œThatâ€™s beer,â€ he repeated, testing out the new word. He paused for a bit, thinking. â€œLooks delicious!â€ he decides.
Yes, son. Yes it is. I donâ€™t think Iâ€™ve ever heard him use the word â€œdeliciousâ€ before. I had to explain that itâ€™s a â€œDaddyâ€ drink.