On Monday night, I was recovering from stomach unpleasantries, so I made homemade beef vegetable soup for dinner. Yum. N1 wanted to see what I was making on the stove so I lifted her up so she could see inside the pot. This is the resulting coversation:
N1: What's that?
Me: Vegetable soup. It's yummy.
N1: Eeew, that's yucky. Gross.
Me: It's not gross, it's really good.
N1 (to N2): N2? Can you say "gross?"
She's already taking her responsibilities as a big sister very seriously in the intructions of what is and isn't gross! :-) Not to mention, I didn't even know that she KNEW the word "gross."
(Party people, my intro post is right here!)