Last month we decided not to send Pata to preschool anymore we couldn’t deal anymore with her getting sick every.single.week. I’m going out of my mind trying to entertain one very talkative and extroverted little girl, but there has been a huge upside:
Pata: Papà, voglio un popsicle (pronounced pahpsseekuhl; Papà, I want a popsicle.)
N: Che cosa? (What?)
Pata: Un qualche popsicle! (Just some popsicle!)
Me: He doesn’t know what that is, you have to explain it to him.
Pata: It’s a stick with…
Me: I know what it is, you have to tell him.
Pata: Eh…è… un…qualche…popsicle, papà.(Um…it’s…just…some…popsicle, papà)