Going to the bathroom, he looks down and says: my underware are SO pretty. He was wearing underware with guitars.
O looks seriously: I am amazing.
We were coming home from church and O had his backpack in the car with him. I asked what was in it. "Stuff." I couldn't argue with that.
Owynn's teachers are all very nice, Navajo women. And one man. They all speak Navajo. And now O is picking some up. He came home one days telling me "Skee'd." I looked at him and responded "Skee'd lo?" "Yeah, mommy!! Skee'd lobe." What I asked him: hurry up. He said one of his teachers says that to him!! Keep in mind, I have no idea how these are spelled, I'm going by sounds alone here!!
Another night we were having dinner with Sean and O was babbling away.
S: O, did you say, "a'co'shay'?"
O: Yeah! A'co'shay!
Mommy looked puzzled.
S: he's saying "alright."
Smarty pants!!
Owynn's bedtime prayer:
Dear Heavenly Father,
Thank you a teacher, and brothers and sisters, and Anjoliques birfday, and our Christmas party, and teenage mutant ninja turtle jammies, and pizza. Help is have a good sleeps. In Jesus name, Amen.
O was helping me make cupcakes and at the end of it all, he told me, "You make me HAPPY!!"
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