Austin built a spaceship out of Legos. He had carried it around with him all day.
A: “Mom. Is Wocket from Wittle Eintines” (Translation: “It’s Rocket from Little Einsteins”
Me: “Rocket? Oh, cool.”
A: “You sing it song?”
Me: “We’re going on a trip in our favorite rocketship, sailing through the skies, Little Einsteins…”
A: “I sing you now.” “Mmm…mmmmm…mmmmmm.mm…rocketship…..mmmmmm…Eintines.”
Me: “Good job. Look at Rocket fly! He can go to the moon. He can go to the clouds. He can go to Saturn. Where else can he go?”
A: “He’s going to Target.”
Me: “Target? That’s where he wants to fly to?”
A: “Yeah. Rocket want to go Target!”
Living the Dream!