Tom and Abby have a new favorite word: presume.
Abby was sitting at the table yesterday and she says to me, "I presume I would like PB&J for lunch." And then she went on and on down the list of things she'd like with her PB&J. "I presume I would also prefer plum juice to drink."
This morning I was greeted by Tom, or rather, a decepticon transformer. The first thing he says to me is, "I presume I am not Starscream. Presumably, I am Megatron." And he went on and on using the word "presumably" over and over.