The Mouths of Babes

I was walking back to the van Sunday night, and Jonah just took off. He ran forward and touched the door of the van and triumphantly shouted, "I beat you!"

I didn't notice that he had slurred the words together until he also announced. "I beach Owen too!"

"Did you beach me?" I protested.

Jonah grinned. "Yeah!!!!"

Jonah beached the Whale, alas.