Art of Flattery

Relevant background info:
synes = think or feel in Norwegian
Laney regularly mixes Norwegian in with her English. Anyhoo. . .

Laney likes to give compliments. She adopts a very girlish, sweet tone and says, " I like you" or "you're pretty." Today, she told her father, "I like you best. And Mommy. And Nicky. I like all of you three." She was also in a kissy/huggy mood and gave them generously.

The other day, she pulled me close and whispered in my ear, "Mommy, I synes you're not stupid. I synes you're pretty."

Awww, kiddo. Sniff. Sniff. That's the best compliment ever.

What's that called again?

A couple of people at my husband's work really enjoyed a batch of butterscotch-oatmeal cookies he took with him recently. When trying to recall the magic ingredient, he just couldn't come up with the word.

"What was it called again?? Butter? Butter-something. Buttercrotch? No, that can't be it."

No, honey. That's certainly not it.

"Here you go, lovely co-workers. Have a chomp on some lovely buttercrotch, why don't you?"

Needless to say, he knows the correct name for the magic ingredient now. Buttercrotch is not it.