Precocious is a Kind of Circle

At breakfast this morning Murphy was begging for Carrie’s bagel, so I told him to lay down. Carrie followed that up with a stern “Stay!” – which is a command we don’t use, we use “Wait!” instead, so she got that somewhere else (a book maybe?)

I laughed and said, “You’re pretty precocious, aren’t you? Do you know what ‘precocious’ means?”

Carrie’s reply? “It’s a kind of circle!” Then, after laughing hysterically for a bit she said, “I funny, Mommy!”

I think she was making a joke…