Cash has been doing a great job letting me know when he has to use the restroom. The other night, while I was eating dinner and nursing Declan, Cash rushed to me saying, "Poo poo mommy!" and ran toward the bathroom.
I hurriedly set everything down, rested Declan on the sofa, and ran to the bathroom. Unfortunately, I didn't make it.
Frustrated with myself for not being quick enough, I slipped and said, "Aw damn it!"
Cash looked down at the mess at repeated, "Aw damn it!"
The kid can't say his own name clearly, calls my parents 'ama' and 'apa', but can say 'damn it' with perfect clarity.