So Miss Cheeks is quite articulate for a two year old, thanks to many hours of conversation with her big sister. Sometimes though, she will get a word completely wrong.
Tonight she wandered into my bedroom and picked up a brassiere that hadn't made it into the laundry basket.
Cradling it in her arms, she earnestly turned to me and asked, "Mommy, can I have this hedgehog? I want to put it on!"
For the rest of my life, whenever I cannot remember the name to something, I am going to call it a hedgehog.
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