My youngest, Jerah, is funny at the dinner table.
Today, she said, looking at my juice glass, “I like Winnie the Poohses.”
“Oh yeah?” I said. “Do you like nasty hobbitses?”
“Yeah,” she responds. “And, I like nasty orcses, too.”
If you haven’t seen Gollum in the Lord of the Rings movies, you will miss out on the humor of this little bit. A few weeks ago, Jerah said something similar. We were singing “The Itsy Bitsy Spider” and she got to the “crawled up the water spout” part and then stopped. She looked at me and said, “I like water spoutses.” That’s when I taught her, much to my wife’s chagrin, how to say “nasty orcses” and “nasty hobbitses.”