Pretzel Alphabet

Li'l Man decided to great creative today. He comes to me so proud and clutches my hand in his still soft, slight chubby grasp.

"Come look what I did."

I'm worried already, but happy to discover it's something not too messy.

He had opened a bag of pretzel sticks and clearly written out "words" on the family room carpet. So clever! His ink had been running out on his dry erase markers with which he usually writes "words."

He asks, "What does it spell?"

"Well, honey..." I think about fibbing and then just decide to do my best Scooby Doo impression.

"It says AKZL (pronounced Axl)," I say proudly and relieved he didn't go with his Eastern European roots and spell ZKXL like usually does. Those types of combinations are hard for me to sound out.

"What does it spell, Mommy?"

"Well, darling...That's a rock star's name."

He seems satisfied and wanders off as I think in my head, yep, a @#$%^ rock star.

'lisciously scribed by Scout's Honor @ 4:41 PM