Sippiness

S. D.: This straw has too much sippiness.

Mom: I know it's a skinny straw, but it's all we have. Just use it.

S. D.: (whining) No, it has too much sippiness!

Mom: Just use it or don't, but stop whining.

S. D.: (taking mom by the hand) Let me show you the sippiness.

S. D.: Slurp, slurp, slurp. See, too much sippiness.

Mom: (realization dawning) Oh, there's a hole in the straw! You can't get anything through it.

S. D.: (looking at mom like she's a complete moron for not getting it sooner) Yes!

Mom: Let me get you a new one.

I wonder how many new words have been coined by 4 year olds.