Now Zeke is getting into it. He finally embraced riding his bike without training wheels about a month ago, and now rides at every opportunity he gets. He's allowed to ride around parts of the neighborhood by himself, and many afternoons, J picks him up at school by riding his bike and carrying Zeke's bike with him (dude is seriously strong) so that he and Zeke can ride home together.
Apparently on one of these trips, J explained to Zeke that an Aussie-ism for bike is "treadly." Zeke thought this was hysterical and now uses it at every chance he gets. "Mama, Daddy and I are going out to ride our treadlies," followed by uncontrollable giggles.
He has taken to asking J how to say different things in Australian, and takes great pleasure in working his new vocabulary into conversation.
The other morning I was getting him and Josie ready for school, and brought down their clothes to put on while they watched the Sunny Side Up Show. Zeke looked at his pile of clothes and said,
"time to put on my Reg Grundies!"
I was definitely giggling hysterically along with him.
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