First: I unwisely watched
this awesome Bruno Mars video featuring Leonard Nimoy with the BG beside me. She LOVES it. Her favorite part? When he pees at the beginning.
She doesn't know who Leonard Nimoy is, but she knows he's a boy (b/c he pees standing up, which girls at her daycare are not allowed to do, to her dismay), so when I referred to it as the Leonard Nimoy video, she started calling it the "Nemo boy peeing" video. (As in, "Mommy, can I watch the Nemo boy peeing video one more time before bed?")
Second: the BG startled the heck out of RM the other day when she said, "Baba, can I see your finter?"
I cannot even begin to describe his tone as he replied, "Why do you want to see my sphincter?"
"Splinter!" I called out from down the hall. "She's saying splinter!"
(She has trouble with certain consonant blends. Apparently this is normal for three.)
Finally, and unrelated to inappropriate parenting (well, at least so far as I know), RM called me today to let me know he had just discovered
the perfect movie for him.
"It has vampires, lesbian vampires," he said.
"You'll love that," I said.
"Yeah, and they're *German*!" he said.
It's like someone peeked into his id for inspiration before they made a movie.