Monday, July 6, 2009
Dexter is 21 months old and has plenty to say. If you had followed him around today, here are the conversations you would have overheard.
Dexter: (general whining and complaining while I buckle him in the car seat)
Me: Dexter, we're going home and you can watch Thomas!
Dexter: (stops mid-whine) Oh! Yeah! Mine watch Thomas armchair Mommy.
Me: You want to watch Thomas in the armchair?
Dexter: Yeah. Mine so happy.
Dexter (to Nate): Picky pocky poo
Dexter: Mine teasing you Nate.
Dexter: (hitting wall where there is a crayon mark)
Jon: Why are you hitting the wall?
Dexter: Pee-cuz coloring not belong.
Jon: Because the coloring doesn't belong on the wall?