While we were visiting my parents over New Year's, we made perhaps one of my most favorite family memories ever (it's right up there with "Mohair" and "THE PEOPLE WHO ELECT THE POPE!!!!"-stories for another day). Amos was still fairly new to reading/writing but found that he could generally play the game "Draw Something" with just a little help. He was playing with Eric one night, and he brought me this picture, saying, "I think it's a flamingo, but I can't spell it."
Having been married to Eric for nearly 10 years, I took one look at it and knew exactly what had happened. Eric clearly drew a flamingo. As I started to explain it to Amos, and tell him that he had been right, etc. Eric overheard us, and said in his best Amazon (read: smarty pants) voice,
"I can tell by the way you're saying it that you're not spelling it right."
Grammy, also in the room and paying attention, fired back:
"WE'RE FROM FLORIDA! WE KNOW HOW TO SPELL FLAMINGO!!!"
We then all had a good laugh at Eric's expense and an explanation of flamenco followed. Funny enough, drawing the flamingo probably got us closer to guessing "flamenco" than any drawing of flamenco ever would have. And who knew Grammy was so passionate about flamingos?