Meghan is a sponge. She absorbs everything she hears, and repeats it when you least expect it.
Like last night when she was watching a Discovery Channel program about fossils with me and Nanny Jean....
Nan: What was that thing he was holding?
Me: a trilobite fossil.
Meghan: Yeah, Nan. It was a trilobite! (complete with the "don't you know anything?" tone of voice more commonly associated with a teenager)
Sometimes, it's even less appropriate.....Like in this recent conversation while we were watching football.....
Shon: That coach just dropped the F-Bomb.
Meghan: Yeah, the F-Bomb!!
(stunned silence from me, laughter from Shon)
Meghan: F-Bomb, F-Bomb.....O-Bama!! Obama! Obama!!
I can see it already....every time we hear "Obama" on the news, she's going to start chanting "F-Bomb!"
Meanwhile, Ethan is learning how to blow kisses and be generally affectionate and adorable. Maybe I can use his cuteness to distract the in-laws from Meghan's attitude for a little while.
