On the way home from school one day, Owen was telling me about how Joshua went to the doctor and got a shot in his finger (not sure if it was a finger prick or an actual shot) and he kept jumping around to different stories about the day.
Owen: Mama, I’m not done with Josh’s story yet—it has more words.
While Skyping with daddy.
Me: Tell daddy who won the two games today.
Owen: Owen and Owen!
Driving home after school one day he started naming school buses.
Owen: That one’s Holly!
Me: Like Holly from your class?
Owen: YES! All the yellow ones are Holly.
Me: They’re all yellow.
Owen: No, some are blue. Those are named Jazzlyn.
After Katie throws stuff off her high chair tray.
Me: No no Miss Katie.
Owen: That’s not good.