Following one of our all-too-frequent-"talks", Butterfly was sitting dejectedly when Grammy came in the room. Seeing her expression, Grammy asked "what's wrong peanut?".
her: "I'm on consecreated."
grammy: "I don't understand."
her: "oh Grammy, yes you do. When you make a good choice you get rewards. when you make a bad choice you get consecreated, and I made a bad choice so mommy made me consecreated."
Her face was so sad it makes me want to cry but her mispronunciation of "consequences" was so cute I can't help but smile. And her understanding of a fairly mature subject is pretty dang impressive. We're getting there.
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