My plan to make a posh child has so far failed. Our boiler broke down earlier this week and yesterday the plumber came to fix it. My daughter greeted him at the door with a chipper "Hello that man! My got poo poo in my napnap!" AWWWWWKWARD. When I said to her "I don't think the man really wants to hear about your poo poo" she simply looked crestfallen and said "oh bugger" (I don't swear in front of her, so gawd knows where she got that from!)
I imagine it like when I say I am from New York and they reply you don't sound like it....we no...not when you live 2 hours north in New York State not the city