Ah the joys of toddler parroting.... things I've gotten E to say:
"Booyaka!"
"Wicked."
"I'm cranky."
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8 comments:
Just wait for the day when he starts parroting back things you didn't realize you said. Brian almost stepped on my glasses once when I had lay down to rest on the sofa and dropped them on the floor. I snatched them up and he said, "Oh Mama. You should not have left your glasses on the floor."
"I know Brian."
"Well...you learned something, didn't you?"
Daddy, you're outrageous. At least he's not saying, "Shit," which my nineteen month old niece was constantly saying over Christmas. But like her American Mother. "Shee-yit" - so no surprises where she picked it up from. Hilarious!
I'm w/ minge, he could be repeating far worse...and in public.
I think I was maybe three this one time that my mother took me to the store, and, on display was the very same train set that I had back home. I thought that they had taken mine or something, so I proceeded to start yelling, "DAMN DAMN DAMN DAMN DAMN..." very loudly. Thankfully for my embarassed mother, everyone seemed to think it was hilarious.
"Wicked?" He speaks Bostonian?
BOOYAKA BOOYAKA!!!
Are you keeping a baby book or journal?? It's so fun to go back later and read the funny things they say!! I still remember some of the cute things my older son used to say ... like "spagito bite" (mesquito) or "shhhh, daddy's schweebed" (sleeping)or "wohsie" (horsie). I still say those words to this day b/c they were sooo cute!! Oh boy... and just wait until they embarrass you in public... OMG! You'll never forget that, no need to write those down!
I just got a new baby book a couple weeks ago! Now, I just need to start fill it out. heh.
My husband Mike fills out his "fatherhood" book ... he's all into it!
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