Out of the Mouths of Babes . . .

. . . "oft times come germs," as has been said--I think by Art Linkletter in his vintage show.

Anyway, I make a point of writing down bits of mangled language that I overhear. I love language, especially inadvertently screwed up language. Today, the latest spoonerisms from kids:

"If you don't do what I say, I'll court you a doctor. . . . I mean, dock you a quarter!"

(When child was reading aloud)" . . . this was not at all faltering . . . I mean, flattering . . . um, flattening. No, that's not right. What does it say?"