Nyah hurts her foot and is sitting on daddy’s lap…
Daddy: Do you think you are going to be ok?
Nyah: sniff sniff – yeah…
Nyah: I need a bamboo, a pony bamboo..
Daddy: (looks at mommy, we both shrug)
Daddy: is a bamboo a sock?
Nyah: No.
Mommy: a blanket?
Nyah: No, a bamboo to go on my foot
Mommy: Well we don’t know what that is, I think you’ll be fine for now…
Later that evening…
Zoe: blah, blah, blah, bandaid…
Nyah: yeah, I need a bamboo too
Mommy & Daddy: laugh
Mommy: a bamboo is a bandaid?
Nyah: yeah (smile)
Mommy: Bamboo is actually a plant (I point to the one in our house) and that is why we didn’t know what you wanted (smile)
