- "I'b foun it!" which translates to "I found it!" Connor is very big on "finding" things lately. He gets one toy or item stuck in his mind and must have it, especially the things Mommy puts away because brothers fight over them (like James and Henry, two trains from his Thomas the Tank collection). So he goes in search until he "finds" it, and claims credit even if someone else actually produces said item.
- "Nuffin." which translates to "Nothing." It's his standard response when you ask him what he's doing, and occasionally, when you ask him how he's doing. Another wonderful habit he's picked up from his mother, because that is her one word answer to being asked for the millionth time each day "Doin' Mommy?"
- "Eyes. Other Eyes. Ears. Hair. Nose. Mowf. Chin . . . " Connor loves to learn new words. He's constantly asking "What's this?" and "What's that?" One of his favorite games right now, mostly because it's gets attention and he knows that he's now mastered the right words, is to point to all the features of your face and tell you what they are. He even knows a few random body parts, like "knee" and "bow" (translated elbow) and "foot" and "hand". He even knows that some have two, which are always "other" and then the word, as in "other hand." He can usually count his ten fingers, though he needs help with the last two or three numbers.
- "Onnor's soap. Mommy's ocean." translated "Connor's soap. Mommy's lotion." Now that we're potty training, we spend a lot of time in the bathroom. Connor knows that we need soap to wash our hands after we attempt to potty, and he's also discovered that Mommy keeps a bottle of lotion on the vanity for her hands (they get really dry after all those diaper changes and hand washings). So every time we potty, I get to hear all about "Onnor's soap" and "Mommy's ocean." I think the soap is actually one of the reasons he likes to "potty" now - he loves to get his own soap to wash his hands. He sometimes talks about it before he's even attempted to potty.
- "Sshh, Baby!" Connor loves to be a little parent to his brothers. He's constantly telling them to "Sshh!" and "Hush!", which are apparently two of Mommy's favorite words. I think it actually began because that's the command I usually give Buster when he starts to bark at people walking on the sidewalk in front of our house (and Connor reprimands him too - no one is immune from his dominance). He's even been known on occasion to tell Mommy or Daddy to "Hush!", but this quickly earns him a seat in the naughty chair. He's not a fan of the show or the chair.
- "Hi MommyDaddy!" This is how Josh is usually greeted at the end of the day. You'd think he's expecting it to be me opening the garage door, because I take dirty diapers and recycling stuff out to the garage throughout the day. But when he hears Josh's diesel truck pull in the garage, he knows it's him. Still, Josh gets the combination name. Not "Hi Daddy!" but "Hi MommyDaddy!" Of course, this one isn't as bad as what he often calls his Aunt Kelly. For some reason, instead of being "Keddy", which she has been since he started talking, she's now become "Grandma." Imagine the looks they get when they're out to lunch or when she takes him to the pool!
As I've mentioned before, out of the mouths of babes . . . (who probably learn a little too much of the bad from their mothers!)