These stories are real gems...I miss that stuff in my own kids. My youngest boy when around 2.5, had a bit of a speech impediment. As I was buckling his older brother into his car seat, I could hear him in the yard behind me, yelling at the top of his lungs over and over "I HAVE A BIG %ICK! I HAVE A BIG %ICK!!". What the hell??? He was running in circles with a large branch. Cute, cute, CUTE! And sooooo added to the arsenal for his future spouse! He's now 15, 6'3" and I can't believe he was ever that small.
My other son (now 16) used to tell us when out for walks to watch out for 'poo doggies' instead of dog poo. That has stuck and we still use that term to this day.
Now I feel old.....

































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