Today, while my son was talking to my wife, I asked him to repeat what he said. Nothing. Ask again. Still nothing. When I make sure I get his attention and that he is listening, it went like this:
Me: “Hey you, tell me what you said to Mama”
Him: “But Daddy, I’m sprechen German!”
*Sprechen=Talking (to)
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