My five year old niece was trying tell me about her ballet lessons. She was in the middle of her story when, in the background, I could hear my 2 year old nephew start to cry and carry on as only a two year old can. He was apparently jealous that his sister got to use the phone first.
At this point, I could barely hear what my niece was saying. After a couple of minutes of trying to continue her story in spite of the noise, my niece, sighed loudly and said, "Aunt Kathy, he's just so... so...exasprat... exsparaging... " The word was on the tip of her tongue.
"Do you mean 'exasperating'?" I asked.
"Yeah, that's it!" she cried joyfully. "My brother is so exsparaging!"
Ladies and gentlemen, I think we have another journalist in the making. Heaven help us!
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