That is what we got last night. We were out walking as a family and saw a neighbor and his dog. When one is out walking with a small child, dogs are of great interest. So of course we pointed the dog out. The following conversation broke out.
My wife: Look, a doggie.So far, pretty normal. After all, we are doing our part to revive a multi-lingual America. What happened next was a developmental milestone.
Me: Recte, canis.
Wife: Doggie.Then, LittleBoy turns around and gives each of us the most puzzled look. A look that we agreed said that he knew we were talking about the same thing with different words. He's not quite fifteen months. So much for linguistic innocence.
Me: Canis.
Wife: Doggie.
Me: Canis.
Wife: Doggie.
Me: Canis.
