She's Gone All Rosetta Stone

Sooooo, I decided to be a good mom for a couple hours. It was hard. And unprecedented, but sometimes you gotta be all out there and crazy. Anyhoo, I took ET to get a pedi.

And you know what happens if you give a Twerp a pedi? They also want a mani.

It's just like that mouse and cookie. Or was it moose and muffin? Or pig and pancake? If you have munchkins, you understand. Anyhoo -- please know as I tell this story that I am a lover, not a fighter. I embrace and accept all. I have no judgement. No stone to throw. No ax to grind. Amen.

Anyhoo -- we walk into the Foxxy Nails Salon and they ask, "Youa wanna uh pedi?" "Anda youa needa mani too? Yehs?" Short or loooong?"

Then ET looks at me. Like she forgot how to talk. Like she doesn't understand ENGLISH! Yes, a little beoken English, but ENGLISH nonetheless.

And she says, (I KID YOU NOT)

"Eye-ah wanta pedi witha greeeena flou-wha."

Then she smiles innocently and says, "My mom bought me Rosetta Stone and all."

Oh no she di'int.