I told my son, Justice, to go get me something. We are in the middle of a thunderstorm so he tells me, “I’m ascared”. ”Ascared?”, I say. I tell him that is not a word. I tell him that “ascared” is combining afraid and scared, but it is not an actual word. He tells me it is, so I tell him I can prove it to him.
I proceed to google the word “ascared” and to my astonishment, it turns out that it is a word, meaning afraid. I laugh heartily and tell Justice this meaning and he, in turn, laughs and says, “Haha, sucker. I told you so!” Ugh. I was just schooled by a four year old!