You're Saying it Wrong

Isaiah has become quite the directive big brother. He tells Jayme how to put toys away. He tells her how to build the train tracks, and the 'garage houses' out of Lincoln logs. He tells her how to play in the bathtub, and he tells her how to brush her teeth. 

And today, he took on the challenge of telling her how to pronounce his name. 

It went something like this - 

Jayme says "Iaiah..."

Isaiah corrects her "No...my name is Isaiah."

Jayme "Iaiah??"

Isaiah "No! It's Isaiah!"

Jayme "IAIAH???"

Isaiah "No, Jayme! ISAIAH!!!!" 

Jayme "Iiiiiiiaiah???" 

Isaiah "Jayme! Say it right! ISAIAH! Isaiah."

By this time they're both near tears, and confused as to why the other can't understand them. I really shouldn't have let it go that far, but it was rather comical. He tried to sound it out for her. He tried saying it slower. He even tried to comfort her when she started pouting and whining.

Then a conversation in the car between the two of them. 

Isaiah says "Jayme, you're ugly!"

no response from Jayme...which frustrates Isaiah. 

A few minutes later, he asks her "Sister...do you love us?"

Jayme says "Yes. I love us."

Isaiah tells her "Okay. You're pretty."

I'm not quite sure what I would do without their antics.