I am cooking when I hear Timothy giggling.
I look up, and notice he is staring at these cute salt and pepper shakers I purchased in Sorrento, Italy two summers ago.
Then, one at a time, Timothy drags his brothers into the kitchen, points at the shakers and whispers something that has them laughing.
Now I know he's up to something.
And he is. It seems he is looking at the pepper shaker and, instead of pronouncing it pepe with two short e sounds, he was pronouncing it with two long e sounds.
Which he thought was terribly funny . . . as did his brothers.
That's all I have to say.