Out of the mouths of babes

I laughed tonight when I read this story at Dooce.com. Too cute. (And her brother's name is Ranger??? And he was born before Janet Evanovich's Stephanie Plum was published???? Just thinking of that Ranger makes me feel warm and tingly ...)

Ahem. Back to the innocent story about children making mistakes with language. It reminds me of one of my favourite stories about my brother. We were really young (maybe 4 and 3 or something), and we all (my parents, my brother, and me) were riding in the family car somewhere. I was whining about wanting to see my cousins who lived in Wyoming. Joe, not to be outdone, began to whine, "When can we go to MY oming?"