a little beowulf

today the "word horde" broke--one of my favorite phrases from the old english days. owen's never been a quiet child (in fact i noticed that every time someone says "hush" or "shhhh" he gets very upset). . . but this morning he just decided he was going to unpack his word stash. it started when i was talking to michael and said to something or other "that's cool" and owen looked at me and said "cool!" and again "cool. cool. coooool." or maybe it started last night with the berries and "cream cream cream." either way, it was "what's up?" to his cat "izzzz" and of course he sang "dog dog" every time he gave sierra a bear hug (which he loves, i'm sure). and clear as day he looked at his abc book and pointed to the t and said "truck" at the big tow truck. and when he had a poopy diaper he looked at me, pinched his nose and said "stink" then proceded to sing our "diaper diaper diaper" song (which consists of exactly those three words again and again). while getting a clean nappy he picked up the big foam alphabet letters "K" and "W" ("O' and "A" he's had down for a while) and boldly shouted out the letters. and when we discovered blues clues on nickjr.com during lunch he and blue were having a complete conversation in blue-talk. apparently whatever they were talking about was hillarious.
so this means when sierra is pulling me on our morning walk i cannot demand he stop pulling with any colorful words or when i bang my toe on the garage door for the twentysecond time i must practice "ooops" (which he has down too) instead of even the mild "crap" which he says in such a lovely singsong way. which i'm sure as such a lovely young lady i shouldn't be saying such things anyway. see, more to learn from owen.