Even after all this time, there are some words that Ismael just doesn’t pronounce correctly. Pizza sounds like, “peegza.” Gift is “jeeeft.”
Today -
Ismael: (noticing that we have no juice for Adam) “I’m going to CVS to get some jew…”
Me: “Really? You think?”
And out the door he went. Thank God he came home with grape juice.
This made me LOL! Too funny! See, he says things that he doesn’t really mean, just like me and the African recipe I found for you! ha!
Would he like some tutoring in the area of phonics?