First of all, he calls the smoke alarms "lopey-limes." We don't always correct him. What can I say? He's going to grow out of this saying-thing-in-adorable-ways stage too fast anyway. We're enjoying it while it lasts. Even when some things (i.e. "shirt") sound utterly inappropriate coming out of his mouth.
While play-wrestling the other day -
B: "Biting Mommy!"
Me: "No, no biting."
B: "Biting Daddy!"
Me: "No biting Daddy either."
B: "Biting B!"
Without missing a beat, he bit on his finger, then: "Owie! Need man-made [band-aid]!"
*Disclaimer: He doesn't really bite people, don't worry. And he didn't really bite himself hard. He just really likes band-aids, so every little bump is a good excuse for him to ask for one.
While helping me prepare dinner on Tuesday -
B: "Apples!" and scooped up a few slices of raw onion and put them in his mouth. I watched him to see how he would react. He chewed and then nodded.
B has learned to recognize President Obama, and he knows the president's name. He used to say it perfectly, but has since become a bit silly about it, adding multiple syllables to it. When you ask him what the president's name is or if you show him a picture, B will shout gleefully: "Oma-bam-bam-BAM!"
Well, yesterday, we were practicing how to say B's full name (it's a mouthful for a little guy, especially with the S and all the L's). He was doing a pretty decent job at it. After a few tries, though, he decided he was done and began making up his own variations. One of them included, "B___ L___ G____ bam-bam-BAM!"
And finally, since football season is in gear...
Sorry. If you know me, you would know how funny it is that I just said that. I know nothing about football. I don't even really know that it's in season, except for the fact that we live in Texas and everyone and their mom were wearing team jerseys last Sunday.
Okay, so back on topic. A friend of mine requested a NY Giants beanie. Here it is:
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