Every once in a while, I find out something about my kids that endears them to my heart even more. This time it was Tristan. For all of his 7 years, he has been thinking that "drinks" starts with a "j". Jrinks, drinks. It doesn't sound that different. The only way we found out was by playing a what-is-this-word game.
His word started with a J. When we finally found out he meant "drinks" the kids were all in an uproar. "That starts with D!" "NO it doesn't!" It wasn't until I was called in to umpire that we found out he has been saying "jrinks" all these years.
Little jreamboat eyes.
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