Snatches of recent conversations heard around our household.
Last week I had to change Owen's poopy diaper--
Me: Owen! Yuck, this is the hugest poop!
Owen: Yeah! And Santa Claus brought it to me!
Me: Oh yeah? (laughing)
The next day and another poopy diaper--
Me: Holy cow Owen! This is a huge poop!
Owen: Yeah! A Huge Poop and Santa Claus brought it to me.
Me: He did huh?
Owen: (Gauging my reaction says) I'm a clever boy huh?
I have to brag a second here and say, "CLEVER???" How many two year olds know that word let alone know how to use it in correct context? His vocab always floors me.
Ryanna: Mom, I want to get out my scrapbook.
Me: Okay, that's fine.
Owen (who always parrots what Ryanna says): A Crapbook? You want to do your crapbook?
Me: No, it's ssssscrapbook.
Owen: Oh, sssss.......crapbook.
whatever... I do have to say that he doesn't know that was funny and I tried not to laugh to let on either.