Pookie says...

"Uh-huh! That's right!"

"Yeah, that's what I'm talking about!"

"Dat's really cool!"

"Okey-Dokey!"

"I didn't bite him, I was just tasting him." We don't taste people, we taste food. "He {bubba} tastes yike chicken." He does not taste like chicken. He is a person. And, I don't care what he tastes like, we do not bite! "I not bite. I just tasted him."

"I'm not mean...I'm happy."

Needless to say, Pooks is very much a verbal child. I'm not sure where he comes up with half the stuff that he says but 9 times out of 10, it's hysterical. Half of the time I am trying so hard not to laugh because I don't want to encourage it, while attempting to discipline him. Not the easiest task.

This is the same just turned three year old who while out at the Olive Garden for B's birthday dinner refused to eat his pizza until the waitress brought out the Romano cheese grater and freshly grated cheese onto his pizza. When she was done, he said "Thanks...Dat's what I'm talking about!" With a HUGE grin on his face.

He tends to think that nice and happy are synonymous. If you tell him not to be mean to his brother, he'll respond with "I'm not mean, I'm just happy." Again with a huge grin plastered on his face. We tried to explain about a million times that just because you are happy that doesn't mean that you are being nice. (I guess it really shows that he is happy being mean?)

While driving he constantly asks where we are going and most times, when I stop at a light, he'll proceed to tell me which direction to turn. He usually proceeds to tell me that I'm going the wrong way or that I ''just need to turn around." He has an opinion about everything and doesn't hesitate to say it out loud. I got my hair cut last week; came home and he promptly told me ''I don't yike that." Yeah, no filter whatsoever.

The disappointing thing is, I know that there are more phrases that he uses regularly, I just can't think of what they are!