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Susie is starting to experiment with more complex words now that her speaking confidence is growing.  Sometimes, her interpretation of words makes for interesting fodder.  For example, the other day Susie announced that "Daddy is a boy."  I half acknowledged her.  She went on to say, very proud of herself, "Daddy is a boy.  He has a pinkie between his legs. There in the front, between his legs."  What? What did she say?  I look up from the veggies I was chopping to see her looking at her fully clothed daddy, pointing to his genitalia.  Ummm.  Pinkie?  We pride ourselves on calling things by their anatomically correct name, so I guess what we call it hasn't really registered.  She found a word that she knew as a substitute.   On a seperate note, I guess this was our heads up that THIS is the age where we should find some time to let Susie shower on her own instead of popping her in and out of Mommy or Daddy's showers.  :^O

Less embarrassing, but along the same lines of hearing what you are familiar with instead of what is being said. . . . Susie loves Mickey Mouse Clubhouse.  There is a character on there called the Professor.  He randomly shows up and every time he does, Susie giggles.  I was initially concerned that maybe she had her first crush . . . on a duck . . . on an old, odd sounding duck . . . that is a cartoon.  Whew! Well, it turns out the reason she found him so hilarious is that she thought his name is Pacifier.  Her long lost friend that we had to abandon in favor of straight teeth.  It took me awhile to figure this out.  But one day while watching she told me "That Passey is so silly."  I looked around and asked, "What passey."  And she responded, pointing at the tv, "THAT passey, Mommy.  That pacifier is so silly.  He made Donald a frog."