D-isms

My sweet little D is 2 1/2 years old. He is the funniest little guy.

This morning we are driving the sitters and we had to pass a garbage truck.
D says - that is a big garbage truck.
Me - yes it is
D - to put garbage in that's why.
Great observation!

Also this morning he kept telling me he needed his name tag. I asked him what he needed a name tag for. He said for MJ's (our sitter). I told him he didn't need a name tag for MJ's, but he insisted he did. Not sure what that was all about. We have had the same sitter since M was 6 weeks old. MJ knows our family very well and I am sure she does not need to put a name tag on him. The mind of a 2 year old.

D's sunglasses are Batman but he calls them his nananananaBATTTTMMMMAN's.

These are all cute things. However, there was one very annoying thing going on in our house! D and M both have been taking this empty metal bucket that we used to use to keep toys in and banging the crap out of it. I am sure that people 3 blocks over can here this. You cannot convince them to stop it. They think it is hilarious, but my ears are seriously ringing this morning. I think the bucket is going to disappear today.