The things they say.

My youngest son used to call scrambled eggs "strangled eggs!" We still do - strangle eggs, I mean......

My DGD, has just asked her mummy to 'put jam on the tracks' we have no idea what she means?

I was dampening the clothes with a water spray bottle before ironing them, and my friend's little girl was watching me, looking puzzled.
"Doesn't your mummy do this?" I asked.
"No" was the reply. " my mummy washes the clothes properly!"

At long last

mrsmopp Yes! Our time has come!

My grandson , when he first started school , called the inset day " insect day "
My god-daughter had soldiers, not shoulders when she was little ( she is a major in the army now ! )

One of my son's called a basket a barstick and the other kept money in a wallop. We also parked in a par cark when they were very small!

Me too! We could have been Les Dawson's Roly Polys !!

DD used to go to a Brontosaurus nursery school - she knew the dinosaur word but not Maria Montessori.

We have marmers in our marmalade too.

I wanted to be a ballerina but got too big, but maybe I could have made it as a barrellina

How about, "I'm going to be a barrellina when I grow up!"

GD1 looking out of the window on a snowy morning "look pussy pootfrints"

Hodgeheg!

Flutterbyes for butterflies and daffobells for daffodils

Then there are the things that grown-up children say that will never be forgotten, like :

Mum, I've just crashed my car into the side of Dad's motorhome!

When shopping DS1 would ask "Do we have to go to Marks and Spensive?"

absent. Love that - as you say, poetic. I used to do a lot of sighing too.

My gs called planes or helicopters 'up there' as we pointed to the sky saying 'look, up there'. He's now 3 and would probably tell you what kind of plane it is! DD1 reversed words for a long time - I was quite worried: sow for house, saw for horse etc.... It's ok now, she managed to get a 2:1 despite everything

Absentdaughter when remarked on one occasion, "Mummy doesn't like that. She's sighing with her eyes." Much more poetic than rolling them in my opinion.

When my sister wanted to embarrass my brother (they are both now in their 60s) she would trot out all the words he used for different things as a toddler.
He had trouble with w, so window was 'mindow', a jigsaw was 'shish-shaw'. Ducks were 'quacklings' for years in the family.

A dessert of pureed fruit - usually rhubarb - that my mother made was known to us as 'Clopper', as that was the noise the wooden spoon made in the bowl as she beat the fruit pulp to smoothness. My brother gave it that name.

We had a wonderful Old English Sheepdog called Holly when my now adult children were small; my grandchildren know OE Sheepdogs as 'Hollydogs' as her memory has been kept alive. :0)

My toddler nephew used to call a helicopter an "Eliop pop pop". I still say it even though he is now a 43 year old police officer.

One Christmas DH and I had Bucks Fizz. A few days later, at my parent's for lunch, DD2 aged three when asked what she wanted to drink, asked for a Fuck's Bizz please everyone at the table had quite a job trying not to laugh!

DD1 couldn't say marmalade and called it mambly. We still call it this.

When DD1 told me she had removed a big Wack from her ear, I told her that it was called WAX. 'No' said she, ' there was only one......'

My sister, always nothing if not logical, insisted that the shreds in marmalade were 'marmles' and I have always thought of them as such.

I ran a pre school where we had a wormery for the worms - so naturally when we made a bug house in the logs, one child called it a buggery...

My DS2 was very upset when we didn't understand what the small cake was that he wanted - turned out to be shortbread.
Ambulances are always andublunces and the police caught some smug drugglers around the same time.