This is how typical conversations with my son go when it's just me and him for the day.
My wife: Bye! Have a good day, you two!
Me: Bye, Babe!
Evan: Bye, Babe!
Me: That's my line. Want some breakfast?
Evan: Milk?
Me: Yes, you can have some milk with breakfast. I think we keep the organic milk shysters in business. Their milk is "special" because their cows are made of dirt.
Evan: Cow!
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Me: Ok, we're done with breakfast. Want to go to the grocery store to knock a few items off Momma's list?
Evan: Momma!
Me: Ok, here we are. We need apples, grapes, bananas and milk.
Evan: Apples? Grapes? Manas? Molk?
Me: Close enough. Ready to check out? Can you tell the nice lady 'thank you'?
Evan: Ank you!
Checkout Lady: Aww, how cute! How old are you?
Evan: Car!
Me: He has no idea.
Checkout Lady: Well, you're adorable. Have a great day!
Evan: Bye, Babe!
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