"Ethan won't wake up."
"He won't?" I smiled. That boy loved to sleep, just like me. "What have you tried?"
"Well, I went in his room and yelled, 'Chicken noodle doo!' RIGHT IN HIS FACE . . . but he wouldn't wake up."
Chicken noodle doo?
I thought about this for a second, and then translated, "Ellerie. . . do you mean 'Cock a Doodle Doo'?"
And without missing a beat Ellerie responded, "THAT'S WHAT I SAID!" It dripped with her 3 year old exasperation. Then for emphasis she repeated, "Chicken. . .noodle. . . doo!"
Incidentally, does anyone else out there feel like they are living with Data from The Goonies. . .
Or is it just me???