For whatever reason, both girls were in fine verbal form tonight. After her bath, Genevieve looked up at a picture that shows two little girls and an elephant, pointed at it, and said, smirking, "Dada!" I shook my head, not realizing she was making fun, and said, "No! That's not Dada!" She shook her head back at me and said, still smirking, "Dada!" Oh, I get it - I'm either a little girl in her Sunday best, or an elephant skipping rope.
Later, during her own bath, Julia was talking about the kids in her nursery-school class. "And there's Matthew, too." She thought for a moment, then said, "Hey! 'Matthew' sounds like 'bathroom'! Matthew bathroom! Bathroom Matthew! That rhymes!" I hope my kid isn't That Kid on the second-grade playground...