Joseph-Isms

Me: Joe-Joe- do you have to go pee pee on the potty?]
Joseph: No, Mama- pee pee is gone.
Me: Where did pee-pee go?
Joseph: Pee-pee is IN my pee-pee.  Pee-pee is happy.

(?!?!)

(Looking out the window at our neighbor)
Joseph: Hi, Man!  Man...hello!  What you doing, Man?

(Looking at our wedding picture.)
Joseph: Mama and Dada!
Me: Yes, that's right!  Do you like Mama's princess dress?
Joseph: No- Mama's a QUEEN!
Me: Mama's a queen?! Is Daddy a king?
Joseph: No- Daddy's a queen, too.

Joseph: Mama, you'e a Pirate Mama.  ARRR!

Joseph: Joe-Joe is a BIG boy. Deedee is a BABY. (Dee-dee means David.)

After a giant hail storm, a leak appeared in the ceiling of Joseph's room right over his bed.  This is a conversation we had two mornings later.

Joseph: Mama- it rained on me. (as he points to the ceiling.)
Me: Honey, it didn't rain.
Joseph: (Adamantly.) It RAINED on me!

(He wet through his Pull-Up....so much for blaming it on the
rain.)

(After David emitted a LOUD bout of gas)
Joseph: EWWWWWWWWWWWWW.  Deedee tooted in the butt.  BAD Deedee.

(WHERE did he hear that?!?)