It happens to every parent, I think: the kid says something and nobody has to ask “Where’d she hear that?” Maybe it’s the kid’s choice of words. Or maybe it’s the tone, pitch, or rhythm that gives you away. Rare is it for me that these are proud parenting moments.
A recent exception:
Gwyneth (9 years old): What patterns do you see?
Keira (6 years old): Red, white, yellow, red, white, yellow, red, white, yellow.
Gwyneth: Great! Can you find another pattern?