The other day, while explaining to Emeline our plans for the day, I ended my statement with the question, "Okey-dokey?" Her reply (an attempt to repeat what I had said) made me giggle: "A weeka-weeka!"
I make no claims to understand how the brain processes speech, but that one just about did me in.
I was cracking up even more when Em used my phrase again later in the week, when she was asking permission to go outside to play. She said, "Mom. Emma Ott-side. A Weeka-weeka?"
I said, "You want to go outside?"
She said, "Yep."
"Okey-dokey," I replied. "A weeka-weeka!"
Sigh...I love that girl!