The other day there was a cricket on the chair outside.
Tristyn said, "Is that Jiminy Cricket Mommy? Does he know how to talk?"
"Why don't you go ask him?"
She walks over and says,
"Hey...you...can you talk?"
No response from Jiminy.
She says, "He doesn't have a hat or a gorilla (aka umbrella) like Jiminy..maybe it's not him."
I said, "Maybe you need to whistle at him."
So she does her little high pitched scream that she thinks is a whistle.
"Nope Mommy...he can't talk. I think he needs to read the directions."
"On how to talk?" I said.
"Yeah...cuz he doesn't know how yet."