Threety Forty
Tuesday, August 18th, 2009Abigail keeps asking Ruth, John Luke and I how old we are.
She thinks forty six (my age) is very old, and tells us that she is “Threety forty years old”. Not just three.
Not only is she creative with numbers, but spelling as well.
We are trying to explain spelling phonetically e.g. buh-ih-ruh-duh for bird. But whichever [...]
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