"Oh man!" (when something is just unbelievable)
"Oh DARN IT!" (if he has made a mess)
"Daddy, light is green, you can go." (pretty obvious)
"Stupid Daddy!" (he said it once and I guarantee, he'll never say it again)
"Don't forget the M&M's, Mama." (very nonchalantly while Craig and I were making a grocery list and we assumed he wasn't paying attention)
"I wanna go back to Duwuth, pwease?" (big crocodile tears rolling down his cheeks while driving away from the big "yake")
"I'm going swimming!" (this, at 7am; Murray walking out the hotel room door wearing only underwear and shoes; Craig and I still in bed)
"Hey, what's that?" (every five seconds)
"Nawa, kenn up!" (asking Nala to stop barking "kennel up" is her command to stop, but it rarely works)
"Mama, sing garage song, pwease? "(he is referring to Bed of Roses by Bon Jovi; yes, I do sing rock, country, classics as well as nursery rhymes, i.e. Winken, Blinken and Nod - I like to mix it up, even though every one I know other than Murray begs me to sing "SoLo")
We hear so many new words, phrases, and confusing sentences from Murray every day that we are amazed at the ability of a soon-to-be three to think, act and speak as we do. Of course, we think he's a genius, but when all is said and done, we know how completely conceited we are.
Here's to celebrating children. What better gift could God bless us with?
"Hey, what's that?" (every five seconds)
"Nawa, kenn up!" (asking Nala to stop barking "kennel up" is her command to stop, but it rarely works)
"Mama, sing garage song, pwease? "(he is referring to Bed of Roses by Bon Jovi; yes, I do sing rock, country, classics as well as nursery rhymes, i.e. Winken, Blinken and Nod - I like to mix it up, even though every one I know other than Murray begs me to sing "SoLo")
We hear so many new words, phrases, and confusing sentences from Murray every day that we are amazed at the ability of a soon-to-be three to think, act and speak as we do. Of course, we think he's a genius, but when all is said and done, we know how completely conceited we are.
Here's to celebrating children. What better gift could God bless us with?
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