Conversations with Sam

First, I can't believe I can now converse with Sam.

Wasn't he a newborn like 5 seconds ago?

Second, I can't believe I'm having the conversations that I'm having with a 3 foot tall kid dressed head to toe like a cowboy.

Odd as it is, Here are 3 recent conversations:

#1

Lately I am convinced that I should be taking Sam to specialist as I have self diagnosed him with a learning disability because, try as I may, I can not teach him to count to three. All he will say, despite the fact that I bribe him with candy, is 2-3-2.

So, while putting laundry away and not paying much attention to Sam...he walks up and says....

"1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9"

I obviously freak out to which he responds....

"Candy???"

#2

Sam: (Screaming at the top of his lungs) Mom, Luke pooped!

Me: OK, thanks Sam.

Sam: Check Mom.

Me: (Checking) No, he's OK.

Sam: Oh, just a fart.

#3

Sam: "Mom, is my butt on?"

Me: "Yes" (I was trying to give this question as little attention as possible hoping he would never ask it again)

Sam, undeterred: "Is Luke's butt on? Is Daddy's butt on?" and he continued down the list.....

I'm looking forward to more intellectual conversations in the future.....

Here are a few recent pics from his father/son outing with Phil to Ocean Park

And for equality purposes a pic pf Luke....