waddling talking unpredictable baby bomb!

it's snowing, oliver & i are eating fruit loops, sitting on the couch contemplating the day. and then this conversation happened:

oliver starts: "poop mommy"

"ohhhh {wincing & smelling him as he butted up against me on the couch}, did you poop em olly?"

"yeah"

"yes you did, wow, you smell like piggies, should we change your pants?"

"no"

"why not, that's gross, you don't like poop all over your butt"

"yes"

"why"

"poop mommy"

wow...things are really starting to unfold this morning. and the point of this is not so much to share with you the intricate details of oliver's bowel movements, but to mention that there are real conversations starting to happen around here. i noticed it yesterday when we were on the phone with mike. and usually i can't make out all the words, but he's spitting out sentence fragments as he's looking me straight in the eye expecting a response. and all i can come up with most times is "oh is that right" & "really, you don't say" & "what the what" or mike's "i think you're not telling the truth"...& then oliver will smile so big, satisfied with the correspondence. and it ends with us scratching our heads, asking what the heck that was all about. but it's cute, b/c oliver thinks he just had the most intellectual conversation he could have ever had with mommy & daddy...& maybe he did.

anyway, it's a saturday & i'm getting zippo accomplished. i'm annoyed...i'll leave it at that. just a waddling talking unpredictable baby bomb i am! and that's the given right i'm giving myself today. happy weekend.

it's snowing today. which brings me back to oliver's vocabulary development. he's very much into us telling him a word & then repeating it like he's listening to a rosetta stone 'learn english for the first time' cd. "snowing" "snowing" "snowing"...each time, feeling more proud about his usage of the new word. and each time, making me more proud of him for just being him...& it's one step closer to his acceptance into harvard. "poop mommy" =)