This is how we watch cartoons over here...

Ka Chow!

Boone is flying through the house in his superman cape, fist in the air shouting "Ka chow! Ka chow!" Lincoln rolls his eyes, "Boone, please stop saying that. It's kinda freakin' me out."

Boone's Urban Dictionary Continued...

"Wincolnwookadiss" (wink/in/wuk/ad/iss) not exactly a noun or a verb.

Definition: Anything (as determined by) child number two necessitates, or demands that child number one place full attention on and or acknowledge.

Examples:  "Wincolnwookadiss, I have a milk mustache!" "Wincolnwookadiss somersault!"

"Arm wrestle" - n

Definition - The section of a couch, or love seat generally used as a resting place for an upper extremity, typically the arm. 

Example:  "Mom, can I run and fwip over da 'arm wrestle'?"

"A rubber nose" - n

Definition - A nose that has been steamrolled across the floor, leaving a somewhat red, gnarly rash on the upper portion of the proboscis.

Derivative:  "Boone, you got a rug burn on your nose from playing 'bulldozer' on the carpet!"

Boone's "rubber nose"

Dis Banket

One of my favorite Boonisms. When anyone gets and owie, he runs to his bed to get his "animal banket" to lay on the owie, whatever it might be cause "Here, dis banket weow feew you betta." It has real magical powers, dontchaknow?

Bad in dem shades!

Lincoln wanted to know if he looked BAD in his sunglasses. I answered, "No, sweetie, you look really handsome!"

"No, mom. Do I look BAD in them? Like the good kind of bad?"

"Oh, well sure! You look bad dude!"

"Thanks! Hey," he takes them off to inspect them. "Do you know who makes these shades?"

Oh sweet Jesus, who is this child?

Genius Alert!

Picking my jaw off the floor. Johnny just asked Lincoln if he could spell his name backwards. Without missing a beat he did it perfectly, as if it were nothing. Then, to make sure it wasn't a fluke, we had him do it again. And then asked him to spell Boone's backwards. Yup, my 4 year old is a genius! What does this mean, I wonder!?!

A Moment In The Car

As I drove home this evening I looked up to see that Lincoln was gazing at me in the rear view mirror.

"Mom, I don't know why I can see you in that mirror. When I grow up I'm gonna look at my kids in that mirror."

"Oh? Are you gonna have lots of kids? What are you gonna name them?"

"Yes, I want four children because I am four years old. Um, I'll name them all 'Daddy.' And maybe 'Oscar'."

"Okay. What about next year when you're five?"

"Well then I'll have five children! When I grow up big like Daddy will I be five years old?"

"No, Daddy is 29 years old."

His eyes widened as if to say "Uh oh! I better rethink this."