Oldie but Goodie

Not sure how I neglected posting this conversation between my vocabulary challenged kiddo and me at the breakfast table one morning a while back:

"MommyTammy, you nipples is on the table."
"What?"
Points.
"Oh, you mean my ELBOWS!"

We've got body parts down now (well, I don't know that I have quizzed NIPPLES lately). We sing and scream our bathtime song every single night, labeling as much as we can and taking a bow at the end. If you catch us on a good night, there's quite the dance routine involved.

(to the tune of He's Got the Whole Word In His Hands):

Wash your whooooollllle body in the tub
Wash your whole body in the tub
Wash your whole body in the tub
Wash your whole body in the tub

(The refrain is a bit redundant.)

Verses:
Wash your fingers and your toes in the tub.
Wash your eyes and your nose in the tub.
Wash your elbows and your knees in the tub.

And so it goes. We're stuck on ankles and knuckles, but otherwise good.