Conversations with a Two-Year-Old

Let me start by saying that I am absolutely in love with this little boy. I know I say that every new age/phase is my favorite, but this one is FOR REALS. I love two-year-olds (or at least this one). He's so active (he skips everywhere he goes) and good and funny and lovable and brave and (mostly) obedient and sweet and I could eat him up. Seriously, I love this age and could skip everything baby just to get to now. He's saying funny (to us) things all the time. We think that we understand about 90% of what he says, while others might get about 20-25%. This mutual uderstanding certainly keeps everyones' frustration levels at a minimum. Here are some of the latest things that have made us laugh.

Me: Where does an octopus live?
Rhett: At the octopus house.
Me: Where is the octopus house?
Rhett: Far away. [He learned the idea of "far away" when we were in Idaho; he kept telling us that he wanted to go to "Rhett's house" and we kept telling him that his house is "far away."]

Rhett: Rhett make swimming pool! [After spitting into his hands, and before getting chastised for being gross.]

Me: What did you do at the mall today?
Rhett: See a man not come. [He and Chuck waited for some kid entertainer who never showed.]

Me: What does it mean to be glad? [After Rhett picked out a library book about being glad.]
Rhett: When Dada come home!

Rhett: Blue car has a good parking space.