Out of the mouths of babes

I wanted to write down some funny things the kids say or funny ways they pronounce things. They're both really starting to talk and we laugh everyday at what comes out of their mouths. Ainsley loves her brother Will. Every morning when she wakes up she says "Where Will?" except she calls him "Weee-iiill". They both have Southern accents and often draw one syllable words out to two or three syllables. When Will was born, Mitch's mom wanted to be called "Grammy" but when Will started to talk he shortened it to "Meee", so that's just what she's called most of the time. Will called my brother Guy, "Die" for a long time. And he would say it in this deep, growling kind of voice, just to get a reaction. He would go into places like Sunday School and say "Die!" in that voice and we'd have to explain what he was talking about. Embarrassing. Ainsley cannot be without her teddy bear and a blanket. We've named the bear "Brownie Bear" but she calls him either "Mownie" or "Bownie" - she's constantly asking "Where Mownie go?" Her pronunciation of "blanket" has evolved from "bots" (don't know where that came from) to "bankek" to "banket". I kind of liked "bots". This Thanksgiving when you asked her what a turkey said, she responded with "boggle, boggle!!" I think that's my favorite. When she learned what a donkey says, she would smile real big and then round her lips very deliberately to say "hee haw" - and it was drawn out with a cute Southern drawl. She asks for "wapples" (waffles) at breakfast, and tells her grandparents to put on their "gakes" (glasses) to read. She protrudes her tongue when she says her /l/'s, and her Papaw has taught her to say "hello yellow", which is pretty funny to watch. Will called Elmo, "Melmo" for a long time, and he called our Elf on the Shelf, Milton, "Melf" last Christmas. Will can imitate a seagull with perfection. He got a leaf blower for his birthday and calls the goggles that go with it "gobbles". For Halloween, he claimed he wanted to be a "firefighter ghost" or a "firefighter chief". In the mornings when I wake him up for school, he always says "I wanna go back to sleepy". Yeah, me too, buddy. Anytime the door rings, Ainsley yells "'Body!" - as in "somebody's here". Even when the toaster dings, she yells "'Body". Ainsley was sick a lot during January and got spoiled about being held and rocked. She never really liked to be held like a baby after about 8 or 9 months - once she was old enough to sit up on her own and was curious enough to want to know what was going on - she was done being rocked, although she was never really snuggley to begin with. But she started requesting to lay across you arms at night after reading books. She'll say "Rock a baby" which means that she wants you sing "Rock a bye baby" to her before laying her down for nap or bedtime. Ainsley says "mease" for "please", which Will used to say as well. When Will is finished with something - mainly eating - he says "ished" or lately "minished" - for "finished". One time late at night Mitch put him on the potty before bed and Will was half asleep. He looked at Mitch and said "Dada, I ished". It was pitiful. Last night Will got in his bed, threw his hand and arm over his face and said "I tired. I had a busy day. School, therapy, art." Drama. He was "ished!"