My mom stopped by last night for dinner, she brought along a bear puzzle which turns into a figure for JG. Once the bear was complete she asked JG a question.
Gramma: JG what are you going to name your bear?
JG: I not know.
Gramma: Let's see. Why don't you name him Grizzly?
JG stopped, looked at Gramma with huge eyes.
JG: Oh, Gramma, that's a BAD WORD!
Evidently little man believes Grizzly is a bad word and was shocked his Gramma would use such language at the dinner table.
Gramma: JG what are you going to name your bear?
JG: I not know.
Gramma: Let's see. Why don't you name him Grizzly?
JG stopped, looked at Gramma with huge eyes.
JG: Oh, Gramma, that's a BAD WORD!
Evidently little man believes Grizzly is a bad word and was shocked his Gramma would use such language at the dinner table.
Comments
How did your mom get out of that one?