Truett rode on a buggy several times during our stay in Bali and the first time he got up, he called it a prammy.
Tru: Cool, we get to ride on a prammy!
Me: A what??
Tru: That one. That looks like a pram. Is it called a prammy?
Me: Um, good deduction but no, it’s called a buggy.
Tru: Oh ya, I got mixed up. Prammy is school right? Like Prammy 1, Prammy 2…
Me: *LOL* I think you mean Primary. We need to work on your pronunciation, son. We can’t have you going too to prammy school and visiting the libry.
Madeline March 1, 2013 at 3:13 pm
i wonder what my boy will tell me next time, haha~ btw, i nominated u for the “beautiful mama blog award!” click to find out more and accept the nomination! http://mommysboymusings.com/blog/2013/03/01/beautiful-mama-blog-award/
Erica Hornberg March 5, 2013 at 2:53 am
Haha what a cute quirk. Truett is an adorable young dude.