Sometimes

Sometimes, Claire confuses words, like this little number I heard coming from the next room this afternoon...
"Salad night, holy night..."

Sometimes she confuses consonant sounds, like when she tried to tell me that the dog was barking...
"Mom, Huley's barfin for me."

And then other times, she is just plain funny...
Me: Claire, wait! Don't put your food in your mouth yet. We need to thank God for the food!
C: (absently, looking around, playing with her food) God-er-father, God-er-father, aaarmen, aaarmen.
Me: Claire! Honey, when we talk to God, we need to think about who we are talking to and what we are saying. What do want to say to God right now?
C: God-er-father, aaarmen, aaarmen
Me: Honey, you aren't saying anything. What do we want to say to God?
C: I don't remember.
Me: We want to tell Him thank you! What are we thankful for right now? What has God done for us?
C: He died for us...?
Me: Yes! He did! And He also has provided us with this food that we are about to eat...
C: God-er-father, aaarmen, aaarmen
Me: Claire!!!  Think about what you are saying!
C: (muttering) I know there's an "armen" in there somewhere.