We've been using the classic "spell it if you don't want Adam to know what you're talking about" routine for quite a while now. I've long suspected he knew more than he was letting on. So today Jean spelled "P-O-O-L," and I decided to ask Adam if he knew what that spelled.
"Butterfly!" He replied, with characteristic enthusiasm.
"P-O-O-L." We sounded it out. He exclaimed, "Firetruck!"
We sounded it out again. He even muttered, "poo" under his breath. Twice.
"Adam, what does P-O-O-L spell?"
"Walmart!"
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