I took this picture so Teya could see what her hair style looks like, the following conversation went a little something like this:
Me: You look so pretty! Such a little woman!
Teya: When I grow up are the boys gonna wanna marry me?
Me: I bet they will, but you have to be careful and choose only the best one! You should marry nicest, smartest, most handsome boy.
Teya: Only one?But I want two!
Me: You can't have two husbands, that's silly.
Teya: No it's not, I'll just get a humongous bed.
I used to be in the bad habit of using a Germanic cuss word (sorry Mom) whenever something would drop, spill, break.... you get the idea. It starts with "Sch" and rhymes with "eisse." I quit the habit when Teya was about 2 years old so she wouldn't take to repeating it. Pat myself on the back, pat pat pat.... until about a week ago Teya's super memory kicked in and she starts using a new word whenever SHE spills something, which is frequently.
She spills her milk and in a hushed frustrated tone I hear "say-sha..."
Then next day she spills her granola, again "say-sha!"
I'm not going to correct her mispronunciation on this one. Best to leave it be.