Things Owen Says

I walked into the house, home for lunch after just spitting out a piece of gum; I gave Owen a hug and kiss, and he said “You just finished brushing your teeth?” Jen has obviously been pushing the oral hygiene while I have been at work.

In an effort to be funny and get a laugh out of Owen, I like to put on my super deep, trying to be ghetto fabulous voice and say ““What up O-Duuuubs!!??!?!??” He quickly responds with No, No, You don’t call me O Dubs. I’m Owen, then he spells it, O-W-E-N.

In an effort to curb any inappropriate talking back, Jen and I have had to explain to Owen that he can’t say certain things ever again. He is apparently listening because the other day he told me “and you don’t say that to me…ever again.” Great. He is 3 and I'm already catching lip from him.

My two favorite words Owen is saying right now:
Clothwash
Mushtash