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Lately, Gentry has picked up a lot of slang and not so slang words. They are rather funny.

For instance, if you ask him if he is coloring, he will answer, “Sure.” He uses “sure” in place of “yes” almost always. Are you watching Monsters? Sure. Did you poop? Sure. Is that your elbow? Sure.

He also says “gosh” all the time. When he is flustered from laughing he will say it. It sounds a lot like when Goofy says it with a funny voice inflection. Kind of a “Gorsh.” Or if he is excited about something like a bandaid on his finger, “Gorsh.” Or if we get a new book from the library, “Gorsh.”

He picked up “dang it” yesterday. Marni, jj’s sister, came down and said it a couple of times I guess. He has been saying it ever since. “Dang it, more juice. Now!” That is actual phrasing. “Color, dang it.” How does he know when to say all this stuff? I don’t know. Crazy kid.

We have been asking him to say “please” instead of “now!” “Salsa, now!” Can you say please? In the most angelic voice he will say “pleeeeeease.” It is very sing-song when he says it and it melts my heart. “Hold you, please.” Which translated means, hold me. If he is asking please we are so much more likely to give in.

He also has picked up “stupid.” I didn’t think that I said this that much, but he must have picked it up the couple of times that I have said it. He says it to get a rise out of me, and it does. Very smart kid, if you ask me.

We have a little photo album that we take to church with us. It has pictures of us and his grandparents and him in it. All the pictures of him as a baby he says are baby josh. All babies that we pass in the store a baby josh. Basically, all babies are baby josh. Cute.