Jack has started telling Doug and me to, "Come on!" when he wants to go somewhere or when we're going too slow.
We were at Wal-Mart the other day when out of the blue, he touches my chest and says, "Boobies!" followed by a couple giggles. Uh... WHERE did he learn that word?! And what are you supposed to tell him? He is right, after all. I tried shooing his hand away and saying, "Chest. That's mommy's chest." I tried explaining that girls have bigger chest than boys. Last night, he points at them and says, "Big boobs," and tries lifting my shirt up. I had to push his hand away (through my laughter) and explain that we don't do that, and that they are chest (and also thanked him for noticing something pretty non-existent.) Then he lifts his own shirt up and says, "Baby chest, mommy. Baby chest." What a character!
I'm not sure where he got a fright for monsters, but whenever a room is dark, he points and says, "Monsters." We always tell him that monsters are fake. However, being the mean mom that I am, I wondered what he'd do if I played along (mostly to see if he was just playing, or was really scared.) He was standing there, holding my door open, pointing out of my room the other day, saying, "Monsters!"
I said, "Where?"
He said, "Out there."
I gasped and said, "Look! A monster!"
He pushes my door shut as hard as he could, and starts running toward me with the most scared expression I've ever seen him make. Turns out there's a real fright there. Even after watching Monsters, Inc. But when we watch that, he points to them and says, "Nice monsters. Nice!" Almost as if he's trying to convince himself. And sometimes, we'll be going into his room, and out of nowhere, he'll say, "See? No monsters! See?"
I'm sure there will be many more to come.