The scene: 6:10 am, trying to get my daughter out the door to daycare.
Me: Hurry hon, your toast is waiting for you by the door.
Rose: Mommy, it’s not peoples.
Me: What’s not peoples?
Rose: The toast.
Me: *blank stare* What do you mean honey?
Rose: The toast is not peoples.
Me: *light bulb* You mean the toast is not alive so it can’t be waiting for you?
Rose: Yep. Silly Mommy.
Yes, I was schooled this morning in proper English by my 3 year old. This is why I am loosing so badly at Words with Friends.
I just know that I will be loosing to her too in a few short years.