"Um, Donna? Do you sink it's fair dat two people are swapbookin and only one of dem has gwoo?"
As only our Emma would put it. Or Neena. All you off spring of the Shumaker-Berndt conglomerate, you tell me that this is not a very Neena thing to say. She was, after all, the woman who in her ripe old age, leaned over to her young grandaughter at the table and said, "Do you like these beans, Sarah?"
The proverbial chip, as it were.
We went to eat in the mall today, and somehow there was a little sparrow flitting around the food court, eating french fries to his birdie heart's delight. Emma looked at that bird, thought for a minute, gave a little chuckle and said "I sink dat bird is pwobably here to do some sopping."