People say kids are like sponges. Man, they weren't kidding.
Like the time we were driving in the car, having an adult conversation amongst, well, the adults. This car pulls out right in front of Mike, and startling him, he says, "Holy shit, did you see that car!?" Owen promptly replies to Mike's rhetorical question, "Holy shit, Dad, Isaw that car!"
I've never heard my 2-year old speak more clearly than when that four letter word escaped his otherwise pure and precious mouth.
Those sponges? Apparently they are watching. And listening.
Because Owen knows exactly what to do on Thursday nights, when the mail arrives...
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Guess he learned that from his Mama.
Like the time we were driving in the car, having an adult conversation amongst, well, the adults. This car pulls out right in front of Mike, and startling him, he says, "Holy shit, did you see that car!?" Owen promptly replies to Mike's rhetorical question, "Holy shit, Dad, Isaw that car!"
I've never heard my 2-year old speak more clearly than when that four letter word escaped his otherwise pure and precious mouth.
Those sponges? Apparently they are watching. And listening.
Because Owen knows exactly what to do on Thursday nights, when the mail arrives...
Guess he learned that from his Mama.
