watch what you say

it's officially begun. these days, we are hearing our own voices and phrases come from owen's mouth at an alarming rate. we've always been pretty careful and tend not to make a big deal out of words that aren't rated "G", but even seemingly harmless things can sound so sassy when they come from the mouth of an almost-three-year-old.

today, john and i were in the middle of conversation and owen, to his credit, had attempted to interrupt appropriately by saying, "excuse me". but, we failed to notice right away. we then heard, with the tone of an annoyed 13 year old, "helllll-OOOOO?!?!?" got to admit, it was impossible not to laugh.

then there's the everyday things turned back around on you:

when asked to fetch his pajamas - "i have idea, you go get it and i wait right here"

when assisting in the bathroom - "give me some space. that's right, privacy"

while singing ABC's and owen praises you mid-song - "good, mommy!"

after i accidentally set off the smoke alarm - "the alarm beeps so loudly, it's driving me crazy!"

i'm bracing myself for an expletive in a moment of frustration....

Comments

martha said…

That's great! He is really trying to be polite, but after a while, FORGET ABOUT IT!!! I love the picture of him at the beach.
I love you guys and think about you all the time.
MOM

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