The Dialogue of a Three-Year-Old

It's just about time to take a soak in a nice bubble bath, but I thought I'd first rewind some of the day's dialogue.

Kaydn Rye, who by the way has never set foot in a McDonalds, to my knowledge anyway, loves to play with McDonalds toys, which originate with everyone from my grandparents, who love to eat kid's meals, to the ladies who work at the jewelry store with my aunt. So Kaydn is playing with some of his McDonalds action figures, one of which happens to be the fire guy from the movie Fantastic Four, you know, the guy who starts on fire whenever he feels like it. I'm still not sure why that's such a great skill, but whatever.
So anyway, none of us has ever seen the movie, so we tell Kaydn that we do not know the guy's name when he asks. Instead, Kaydn makes up his own name and says, "Here's my Mr. Hotpants."

Later on in the day, he's laying in bed, just recently awaken from his nap, and as I'm standing outside his door listening to the conversation he's having with his action figures, he says, "No, Mr. Hotpants, you can do that, it hurts us. Don't do that."

Apparently even Mr. Hotpants needs discpline every now and then.

Approximately an hour later, after Kaydn Rye has gone through the house like a tornado, he comes into my office, and says, "Where are my mans at. I can't find my mans."

From just plain repetition in hearing that phrase over and over I say, "I don't know, where are your mans at?" Seconds later is when I realize I just said, "I don't know, where are your mans at?"

Two hours later, during pick-up time, I say, "You need to go upstairs into the bathroom and clean up all of those toys that are all over the floor up there, right now."

Kaydn Rye bellows, as he's stomping up the stairs, "Dang it. I don't want to."
I let that one slide this time, pretending like I didn't hear it.

About a half hour later, Gertie (the dog, for those of you non-regular readers) all of a sudden turns around and starts biting her butt, because apparently it itched all of a sudden. And with a wrinkled up nose, Kaydn Rye says, as he's pointing at the dog's butt, "She has an itchy butt." I turn and say, "Yeah, that happens sometimes." He says, with his still wrinkled-up nose, "Yeah, itchy butt happens sometimes."

That about sums up the day right there.