Izzy is a big five year old now. Can't you tell with the temporary tattoo, black, chipped fingernail polish and hulk underwear on his head? He looks like he's ready for a Lollapalooza concert. Izzy thinks he is such a big boy now because he can read and spell. Last week he came down from upstairs and exclaimed,
"MOM!!! Leroy called me dumb."
Izzy: "Yes! I can spell dumb. D-U-M-B!
Me: "Very good Izzy."
Izzy: "Guess what? Leroy also called me an ass."
Izzy: "Yes! I can spell ass. A-S-S."
Me: "Wow! You are quite the speller."
Izzy: "You know what that means Mom?"
Me: "Um....that you are five and have a potty mouth?"
Izzy: "No! It means that I know how to spell DUMBASS!"
Then he gave me the biggest smile and proudly walked off knowing this was his first compound word.