Before I get into all THAT...
Grandma, knowing how much Little Man likes buttons, and pushing buttons, and talking about buttons, got him a little consolation gift while the girls tore open their birthday haul. The toy phone has a couple voices, and one struck me as rather... odd.
"Hi! I'm Firefighter Bob! And I have a spotted dog."
Go ahead and read that line aloud. A spotted dog. He has one. Does it sound dirty to anyone else? Just me? Fine.
Blurry picture... he will not stay still with his "buttons."
Also? This happened this morning:
Squirt: "Mommy? Do I get to stay five?"
Me: "Yes, you can stay five."
Squirt: "Oh, good. Can I have a wedding now?"
Me: "No, you cannot get married... at five."