Last night Justin and I went out to eat a fantastic dinner at Burger King (sarcasm is heavily intended) because we didn’t have much to eat at home and wanted to get something fairly quick. Before we left I was transcribing some of a Pimsleur French lesson and Molly decided she’d try her hand paw at it after we left. Follows is the last two lines I wrote and then what she typed out for me. How she typed a “é” which requires three key presses, I will never know.
Maintenant essayez de dire ‘but our older son.’
Mais, notre fils aîné.