My almost-3-yo is quite perceptive.
Take yesterday, for example. I had a children’s song stuck in my head all day and decided to sing it to her while changing diapers, in the vain attempt to get it unstuck.
“A-E-I-O-U. We’re the vowels. We’re the glue/ that stick the words together/ we’re very sticky letters…”
DD thought this was riotous.
“The CD!!!” she exclaimed.
“Yes, bunny,” I told her, “it’s your CD. Mommy has that song stuck in her head.”
A quizzical look came over DD’s face. “No, Mama,” she patiently explained to me. “It’s not stuck in your head. It’s stuck in your CD player!”