Kid-ese

The other day, we were at Jill’s brother’s house, with the Kid.  We sat in the front room talking with the adults, while the Kid was messing around in the kitchen with the children.

At one point, Jill became concerned with what was going on.  “What are you doing in there?” she asked.

The answer: “Uh…making water.”

He meant that he was pouring himself a glass of water, but I immediately said to Jill: “I think your son is urinating in the kitchen.”