Last Friday, Bridget and I joined Dave his friend (and co-worker) Jared for lunch at Hamiltons.

DuPont was picking up the bill for Dave and Jared and they were encouraged to get appetizers and desserts. Just one of the little perks of working for a big company in corporate America. As such, we ordered calamari (yes, squid) as an appetizer to share. It was alright, not the best I’ve had – but that’s another story.

I cut some up and put it on Bridget’s plate. “Do you want to try some calamari?”
I was surprised at how well she liked it. She ate it all up, and asked for more.

“Want some more calamario please!”

It didn’t seem to matter how many times we corrected her, she continued to insist that it was calamario. I think she managed to tangle her knowledge of Super Mario Brothers into this new word, calamari.

My cousin-in-law, made a dictionary of words her daughter uses, complete with her pronunciations. I think its a brillant idea, and if I had such a dictionary, I would add an entry for calamario.