In one of my son's Bob the Builder books, Bob gives his cat Pilchard a special tickle under the chin. Hmmm, and I always assumed Bob was having an illicit affair with Wendy.
Recently we purchased a new cat toy. It is a little ball and feather on a string at the end of a stick. My soon-to-be-three-year-old son has trouble with the hard C sound at the beginning of his words. It's generally very cute when he says he'd like to ride in our tar or asks pweeze tan I tome with you? But it's very humorous, if a bit disturbing to hear him tell you he would like to tickle the titty with the new toy, or in reference to a scratch on my hand he asks if my titty scwatched me.
I suppose it's better than my friend's child who says F in place of Tr when loudly announcing the presence of a Truck on the highway.
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