As we were on our walk this morning, Casey found himself picking up after the dogs for the 2nd time within about a 10 foot stretch. Simply commenting on the misfortune of the circumstances, he muttered, "Great, now I get to pick up more crap." Perhaps not the best choice of words, but it was better than some of the alternatives.
Would not have given the situation much thought at all, except that Riley almost immediately began saying over and over and over and over "more crap". Strange that this would be one of the first multi-word "sentences" that he pronounced absolutely perfectly.
As you might imagine, Casey got many evil looks from me which were immediately followed by a lecture on when was the appropriate time to start watching what we say in front of Riley (which, apparently, was yesterday).
Nonetheless, we were both practically in hysterics as we walked behind Riley down the street as he happily bopped along saying "more crap" for a good 2-3 minutes.
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