Proof that my child is smarter than me

I have contended for a long time now that Rebecca is smarter than I am. It's ok. I'm good with it. She's brilliant. But does she really have to prove it all the time? Little showoff.

She's recently discovered the wonder that is Dora the Explorer. Unfortunately this also co-incided with Brian discovering that season 1 & 2 of Dora is available on Netflix's Watch Instantly feature. So Saturday mornings, it's All Dora, All the Time. (Ok not all the time. But dude, that little girl that voices Dora screams everything she says. 24 minute episode = 5 years in Laura Time)

Rebecca has been cutting all 4 of her 2 year molars in the last 2 weeks and she's miserable. This morning she woke up screaming in pain, saying "owie owie" (which is possibly one of the more horrific ways you can imagine to wake up a mother). I went into her room, rubbed her back, then rocked her for a bit while she slept- something we haven't done in months and months. I got all nostolgic and misty. She went back to her bed for about 2.4 seconds before the screaming started again. I finally realized she was not about to go back to sleep, so we got up and changed her for the day, then lay on the couch for a little bit and watched Dora.

As she lay there, I continued to get ready for the day. That is, until I was stopped dead in my tracks by hearing my 2 year old repeating words in spanish. Not only repeating them, but using the exactly perfect correct inflection. "Abre!" (which if my Reject memory serves, that means open?) 4 years of spanish in high school and I can't roll my Rs that well. Then later on, she repeated Abuela (Grandma)and when I asked her who Abuela was, she told me "Dora's Gramma". Duuuuuude.

I know that Ben, our daycare provider/Angel from heaven Chris's husband, speaks spanish around the kids, reads them books in spanish, etc. But dang! I'm so impressed!

So I learned 3 things this morning. 1) That my child speaks better spanish than I do 2) Dora, while obnoxious, apparently actually can teach children a little something and 3) I have to figure out how to e-burn this post entry before Rebecca reaches teen years and can use it as ammo against me with "See!? You don't know everything!"