-At taco dinner, after I put homemade pico on Trooper's taco: Mom! Oh, why you did that crazy thing? You put that on there!
I'm not sure why he speaks English like a second language. We don't talk like that, no one else we know talks like that, and I correct him several dozen times a day. I guess like everything else, it'll click when he's ready.
-I'm sure I've mentioned this before, but in case you were wondering, Trooper still calls 'Mangoes', 'Flamingoes'.
-At a birthday party for one of the women in my ladies Bible class, the 'birthday girl' was reading one of her cards, and read the words 'God bless you'.
Trooper yelled, "Ah-choo!"
He shouldn't have even been there, since it IS ladies class, but he has to tag along. That day, I was glad he had. He enjoyed the party and was entertaining. It's a little more awkward when we're having a serious prayer time and he's behind us laughing his head off to 'Paddington' with his earphones on, but that's another story.
AND, I SAVED THE BEST FOR LAST...
-I was asking Trooper about a cartoon he had been watching because I wasn't real thrilled with what I'd seen of it. One of my questions was, "Do they say any bad words?"
He replied, "No, they don't say 'Oh my dod' or 'dod damn it'."
I swallowed hard, then swallowed hard again. "OK, that's good. And we don't say that either, right?"
"Nope, that's a bad word."