Stuff My Boy Says

• The same boy leaning forward on the potty so I can wipe his bootie is at that exact moment pontificating our housing situation.  "Mommy, our home is bootuhful.  Our home is bootuhful cuz i wike our home.  Next time wets get a home dats pink."
• The same boy that asks me to come sit with him on the couch is up and chasing Chewie around no sooner than I have set down. 
• The same boy that comes home speaking scripture, also comes home singing Bow Chicka Bow Bow.  (to which I go ???????!)
• The same boy running around with hook and dagger in hand still sleeps with a stuffed bunny he's had since he was a baby.
• When I let the word "stupid" fly, he gasped and exhaled, "You not bein' nice to God."  
• I have been talking to him lately about how he is really disobeying God when he disobeys me.  The same goes for trying to upset a friend.  If you mean to upset, you are disobeying God. So when I overheard him mimic my reasoning in another setting, it melted my heart. Desperately trying to keep his cool, Noah was standing between Anna and his tower with his legs apart, arms spread, trying to keep her from knocking his work over.  He said in a whisper,  "Anna, no disobey God! No. Disobey. God."
• When I told him we'd have to hope that Santa or Mimmie would bring him the Batcave he was asking for, he said, "It wike Santa and Mimmie in a wace (race)!"
• He cannot, cannot, cannot say ravioli.  Every time, no matter how hard he tries, it comes out "Rah Wee Hoe Wee."
• The boy's got goals, I'll give him that.  "When I five I be gwown up!  I go kinnergarren and I can wipe my own bootie!"
• He got a firehouse set for Christmas from my grandmother, his GG, and when he plays it with Josh, he calls out, "Hurry up, friends!" When there is an emergency, he calls out, "Uh mercy! Mercy!"
• I am such a sucker for the sound of his "finkin'": example - I finkin' dare's not anyfing weff in dare.
• New words he's said that I've never heard him use before: spooky, dangerous, decorations, angry, curious, beautiful, holy cow (I don't even know where he learned this one) 
• This morning when I stepped on one of his teeny, tiny toys, I cried out in pain.  Those suckers hurt underfoot!  I got onto Noah for leaving his stuff all over the floor and he said back, "You give (forgive) me? I sorry."