His favorite book for months now has been Wacky Wednesday (which he now pronounces impeccably by the way and which was also my favorite Dr. Seuss book as a kid!). The plot is a kid walks around town one Wednesday and everything is awry (a shoe on the wall, a green sun, etc). So in real life, when something is awry, he says, "that's wacky!"
Recently he is starting to play little jokes on me and is getting pretty good about saying the wrong or wacky answer with a pretty straight face. The first few times, I thought, "Wait, is he just confused? Or is he messing with me?" Then I realized he was messing with me. (I am so happy he's hit the developmental milestone of messing with me!)
One night I was telling him a "Papou story." (I am incredibly uncreative, so when I first started telling him bedtime stories a few months ago, they all began the same. "One day Killian went to Papou's house..." He then began requesting "Papou stories." In most stories there is some sort of encounter with an animal. Because I am very uncreative, I usually just ask him "What animal do you want in this Papou story?")
So this night he asks for a hyena in his story. We get to the point in the story where he hears a "HAHAHAHAHAHA" coming from the bush. I said, "who was it, Killian?" Without skipping a beat, he says, A FROGGIE! I say, "A froggie says 'HAHAHAHAHAHA?" thinking he'll correct himself. And he says, "N-. YES! FROGGIE SAYS HAHAHAHAHA!"*
"Who is my sweet little boy?"
"Oh I thought you're name was Killian?"
Pointing to a building he knows is *not* the Duke Building, yelling DUKE BUILDING!!!! - just to get a rise out of me.
Thank you, Killian.
*Oh yes. He is talking in sentences now. The first complete sentence Mike ever heard him say was: BABY, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
The first sentence I ever heard was: REBECCA IS COMING OVER!