Developmental note

Wild Thing is experimenting with ever more logically complex sentences. I thought I'd record one here.

In the bath, WT is pretending that his bathtime buckets are shoes. The problem: none of the buckets matches. He verifies this with me, hoisting a solid red bucket and a red bucket with white stripes with his feet. "Daddy, do these match?"

Me: Not really.

WT: I wish this bucket were red with no stripes. Then they would match! Instead, they don't.

(That's more of a paragraph than a sentence, I guess, but the point is the same.)