After eating last night Michaela and Danielle wanted to play. A bit of hide and seek, horse rides, and piggy piles quickly turned to tickling. My whiskers serve as a perfect tickling tool, when I nuzzle into either of the girls necks and blow a raspberry they giggle, squirm, and laugh. Michaela was jealous when I did first did this to Danielle, so of course I obliged her and tickled her as well. But then, they decided to turn on me as a team and blow raspberries on my stomach. Michaela would say, "Blow Raspberries" and Danielle would repeat it. After a couple of rounds each I realized Danielle was saying "Blowing Blueberries" instead.
Clarifying that fruit is not equivalent vocabulary to making a weird noise with your mouth is challenging!
Danielle tried to change what she was saying, but would alternate between raspberries and blueberries. After another 30 seconds I heard "blowing strawberries" coming from her as well. Of course Michaela, Christine and I chuckled about that...only to find out after the fact that blowing a raspberry is the same as blowing a strawberry! Who new?! If Danielle was old to know her wisdom I bet she would be getting the last chuckle still today.