Word Play

Leif is starting to talk. Mostly he commands - pointing his finger and using one syllable exclamations. Let me translate:

Uck! (truck)
Uck! (duck
Uck! (you get the idea)
Ird! (bird)
Oooce! (juice)
Eeezz (cheese)
Pee Pee! (pee pee)

Speaking of which, he has recently developed the art of telling jokes. His first joke was told in the car. We were listening to his favorite song, the one where I've taught him to make little glocks with his fingers and wave them like he just don't care? You know that one, right? Anyways - so he is waving his little guns around and then starts tapping the barrels of his mini-guns together just like this sign for hurt:




So I asked Leif "Oh Leif - are you hurt?" And he starts laughing. Get it? Maybe it's not as good the second time.

His second joke involved going pee. Of course! We are sitting on the rocking porch bench and I've taken of Leif's diaper because he just woke up from his nap. He is standing, rocking, pointing at the flowers and suddenly looks at me.

"Hot!" "Hot!" he says.

I'm sort of confused, then I noticed he has peed approximately two gallons in his pants. Hot!