My daughter (still a duck, by the way) is learning the art of the insult. Anytime someone says or does something she thinks is “off,” she uses her words to tell them just how she feels. It goes something like this:
I pour orange juice into her cup instead of milk…
“Silly big girl baby mommy stinker. I wanted milk.”
Ouch.
My son runs into her, she smacks her head on the table…
“Bad boy stinker baby butt brother. You hurt me.”
Huh?
Daddy changes the channel when she’s watching Looney Tunes…
“Stupid angry big tall daddy big boy baby. I was watching that.”
Hmmm. At least she doesn’t hit! But biting is another story…
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