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In Which My Child Displays a Profound Lack of Knowledge about both Zoology and Phonics

Mallory: Mommy, will you read me this book?

Me: Sure. The Animal Alphabet. How about, I'll say the letters and you name the animal in the picture.

Mallory: Okay!

Me: Here we go. A is for...

Mallory: Lizard!

Me: Well, actually, that's an armadillo. Good try! B is for...

Mallory: Cow!

Me: Yeah, that's a buffalo. They're kind of like cows, though, so you were close. C is for...

Mallory: Moose!

Me: Mallory, that's a camel. It doesn't even look like a moose. Let's move on. D is for...

Mallory: Whale!

Me: Well, okay, you're in the ballpark, but that's a dolphin, actually. E is for...

Mallory: Bird!

Me: That's a kind of bird called an eagle. That was a good guess. F is for...

Mallory: Wolf!

Me: That would be a fox. G is for...

Mallory: Monkey!

Me: And that would be a gorilla. But gorillas and monkeys are similar, you're right. Okay, I know you'll get this one. H is for...

Mallory: Pony!

Me: Horse! It's a horse! A pony would be smaller than that. I is for...

Mallory: Um...deer?

Me: That's an ibex. I wouldn't have gotten that one either. J is for...

Mallory: Tiger!

Me: Sorry, it's a jaguar.

Mallory: Can we read another book?

Me: Considering that K is for Kingfisher, I think that's a good idea.

Comments

Abbey said…
This is too funny! I love how you tried to stay positive with her answers. I'm not sure I could do that with a straight face!
2:04 PM
Anonymous said…
That's pretty funny. I wouldn't be too worried yet though because what kind of children's book would use eagle or gorilla when kids probably don't even know what they are to begin with!

Mom
4:02 PM
aimee said…
What kind of animal alphabet book is that??? Ha Ha! I am laughing so hard over here....
3:26 PM
H Noble said…
That was great! Abbey told me it was a must read, and she was right!

Classic: When my 11 year old cousin was little and my grandma kept her, they were reading an animal book with a similar ending- when they got to the page with the hippo on it, Berkley shouted out the name of my grandma's 'large' female neighbor! Ha!
Holly
3:44 PM
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