My mom clued me into the fact that LittleBird has gotten very good at opposites. I suppose I knew that, but it isn't something we've actively worked on lately. Read: I assumed she already knew them and didn't think to make a big deal out of it. Bad mommy!
Yesterday, after Hubbie picked us up from the airport, my daughter pipes up from the back seat:
LB: What is the opposite of light?
LB: What is the opposite of dark?
LB: What is the opposite of fast?
LB: What is the opposite of sign?
NATUI: Blink...Did you say "sign"?
LB: Yes! What is the opposite of sign?
NATUI: Yup! You got it!
Hubbie tries, somewhat successfully, to stay in his lane. Her teachers at the preschool are going to hate me.