Memory

In the car coming home from preschool today, Isaac began to boast about his memory.

"I can remember things that happened a year ago," he said. "I can remember things that happened even when I was a newborn baby!"

"Wow," I said. "That's a long time ago."

"I have a good memoryation," he explained.

This was probably a cross between memory and memorization.

"You do have a good memory," I said with gentle emphasis.

"I have a good memory-ation," he said with greater emphasis.

"We say someone has a good memory," I explained.

"But Loader Driver has a good memory-ation," Isaac said with dignity. (Loader Driver is one of his adult alter egos, you may recall.)

"Ah, yes, memoration," I finally said.

However, it turns out I didn't pronounce his made-up word to his liking, and he made me repeat it after him several times until I got it right. He's the most pedantic three-year-old I've ever met.

I wonder where he gets it.