Our Little Linguist

Sometimes you wonder about things... like today, when we were in the car and C was being a little pill about everything. He was hungry but neither the goldfish crackers nor the granola bar that I had would work for him; then he wanted something to drink but the water in the car was too warm. His brother was singing too loud and it wasn't the song he wanted to hear. He didn't want to go back home but he didn't want to go anywhere I suggested. I had just about had it up to the proverbial "here" when the following conversation occurred:

K: "C, you seem to be acting cranky today. Do you know what that means?"
C: "No." (insert pout, locked jaw, and otherwise sour demeanor)
P (proudly stating his knowledge): "I do! It means whining and crying."

Ahhh -- the future is bright when you have a little one with an expanding vocabulary.