so the other night, i wanted to show the adults at the dinner table how adorable my nephew is. there's a good chance the other adults, who were his parents and aunt, knew how adorable he is already, but i wanted to make sure.
"b, can you tell us what the months of the year are?" i asked, smiling to myself as i anticipated his answer.
"jan-yerry, feh-rurry, march -"
"whoa, whoa, whoa! that's not what you told me the other night!?!?"
"but that's what they are!" he said, a little bit confused.
i suppose, if you're using a calendar, but that was not the answer i was expecting. he did leave out april, the most important month, especially the one occurring in 1977, but other than that, he pretty much got them right.
so, it turns out my adorable four-year-old nephew does, indeed, know the months of the year. boo. (ok, and yay, i'm glad he's such a smart little guy)
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