It is no secret that the back seat of the short bus is reserved for me when it comes to deciphering my son's speech.
Today at the beach with a friend:
Me: Do you want to ride in your stroller or walk?
Little Man (according to my ears): ciaerfuruwiaedkcdanfiawehdcnj umph
My friend: He said I wanna walk.
Me: He did?
My friend (with an odd look on her face): Um, yeah - it was clear as day to me.
And she is the one without kids...
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