Nathan is working hard. Working hard on his words. My fave mispronunciation to date has to be evident for elephant. It just cracks me up. I suppose I should be correcting him until the sun goes down, getting him to enunciate and blah, blah, blah. Let us hang onto his innocence a tad longer, shall we?
This poem is written in honor of Nathan by his loving Momma.
Ode to Evidents
It is evident that he
is an evident.
If it weren't evident
he wouldn't be an evident.
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Ok, so this is weird, but I have to tell you. John is reading a book called "Evidence That Demands A Verdict", that mixed with your blog this morning, and all I could see is an elephant sitting behind the judge's bench. Wacky, right?
YEP.
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