Yep, He Said It.

It was 50+ degrees today.

And the sun was shining brightly for the eighth day in a row (or more).

So, I took Princess and Little Man to the Celery Flats to play in the park and walk on the path.

It's one of our favorite things to do when the weather is nice. And, we have SERIOUS cabin fever from the seemingly longer-than-usual winter, so you can imagine the bottled up toddler and kindergartner energy that was just itching to be released.

Well, it seems everyone in southwest Michigan had the same idea today as the place was PACKED!

I suspect the sunshine is to "blame" for the smiles and happy dispositions. Everyone said hello, made eye contact, had smiles on their faces ... it was awesome.

Princess was running and hopping and skipping and jumping, while Little Man gathered sticks. He chose carefully and deliberately. Almost as if with a purpose.

I soon would learn (and hear) the purpose -- over and over again. And LOUDLY.

Little Man will be three next month - and he doesn't always pronounce words or sounds correctly.

And, he was SUPER excited about his sticks. Especially about his "BIG STICK!"

As a matter of fact, he seemingly told EVERYONE we saw about his BIG STICK. (And, we saw A LOT of people -- place was packed, remember?) He'd walk right up to everyone and anyone and proudly announce, "I have a big stick"; sometimes he'd even add "... a REALLY big stick".

Well, my not quite three year old Little Man has a problem with the "st" sound.
It comes out like a "d" sound.

So, if you're slow, and have not yet realized my mortification level for OVER AN HOUR today, say the words "BIG STICK" in loud, excited three year old voice whereby the "ST" is replaced with a "D" sound.

And then kindly stop laughing at my misfortune.

Yeah. It happened. Repeatedly.