Speaking Andrean

When Andrea was tiny, like, say, 11 months old, the kid would jabber like crazy. And she was good at it. No one had a clue what she was saying, but she did and boy she'd let you know, too! As she got a few months older her favorite pastime was performing monologues on the fireplace hearth. She'd dramatically pace back and forth, spewing all sorts of speeches that again, no one but she could understand. We used to call her own little language "Andrean."
"Andrean" has now evolved into a more sophisticated language. It is thankfully more understandable than before, but still just as hilarious to us, mostly due to the fact that she's talking about concepts she doesn't yet understand. Like, say for example, when she asks Lacie to marry her. Or stomps off after being told "No" to something and yells, "That's not the truth!" Or when she begs saying, "I very want to do this." Or calls every ghost-like picture she sees 'her Holy Ghost.'
The best, however, are her prayers. Blessings over the food are the most entertaining. She starts off with the usual "thank you for the food, please bless the food," and then begins wandering off into subjects she's more interested in - like having Santa from Christmas come visit and getting to ride her bike in the sand. If she's feeling really sneaky, sometimes she'll slip in things about 'Mom not sending her to time-out' or 'Lacie not having the pink horse' or some other crafty, manipulative statement. After all, it is her own personal request time with God, right?
So you can imagine my little surprise today when I caught myself "speaking Andrean" to the girls. I had just handed them a glass of pink bunny milk and then said, "I very want you to drink this in the kitchen."