While Holly was finishing up dinner tonight, Hannah was freaking out because she wanted a “naaa.” I wasn’t sure what that was so I asked her. Eventually I figured out that she was asking for a banana. Apparently bananas are more appealing than baked spaghetti to a two-year-old.
I took the opportunity to attempt to teach Hannah the proper way to say banana. I figured that one syllable at a time was a good way to start. “Ba-na-na.” After a few tries, she got it and I rewarded her with a plate of spaghetti.
Like I said, bananas are more appealing to Hannah than spaghetti so she immediately began asking for a “naaa” again. Alex interrupted her request for fruit by saying “No. Not ‘naaa.’ Ber-na-na.” He then spent the next five minutes teaching Hannah to say “bernana.” He’s a better teacher than I am because now instead of asking for a banana, she asks for a bernana.
