Some good ones from the past week or so…
Owen is picking up toys.
Me: Thank you buddy.
Owen: No—thank YOU!
Owen: What are we doing today? On the porch? We’re getting a new one!
Looking at my old Frogger game.
Owen: What’s that button for?
Me: That’s like the button on Xbox that makes you move and walk.
Owen: What’s that button for?
Me: It starts the game over.
Owen: No, it’s the jumping button.
Me: No, it’s the reset button to restart the game.
Owen: Ahhh, no.
Me: Owen, can you go let Maggie out?
Owen: Of course!
Owen’s first words to me this morning:
Owen: Oh no! Grem and Acer are after me! After my nose!
Me: Your nose?
Owen: Yes! I know who can help! Finn McMissle and Holly! I need supplies!
Me: What kind of supplies?
Owen: A bandaid for the wheel!
Me: ???
Me: Owen, can you make the sounds Katie makes?
He tries.
Me: I wonder how she makes those sounds?
Owen, very matter-of-factly: Practice.
Owen and I were playing Legos on the floor.
Owen, touching my unshaven leg: Mom! Your leg is…prickly.
Me: Yes, it is. It’s hair, like on your legs.
Owen: No! It’s sharp! It’s spikes!
Me: I wouldn’t say it’s sharp. Prickly was correct.
Owen: No. It’s spikes.
Owen: Mama, can I watch my show?
Me: No, no TV right now.
Owen: But I’m a good boy! He looks up at me angelically and actually bats his eyelashes at me! See? I’m a good boy!
Me: Yes you are a good boy but no TV right now.
Owen: I’m not happy.