On another note, yesterday we were in the grocery store and I had bought potato salad. Deacon kept asking, "Is that for the public, mom, is that for the public?" I was confused until the light dawned and I said "oh yes, Deacon, it is for the potluck!" I kind of think that "public" is a good name for it, because certainly all the potato salad was not for our private consumption!
Roman's words:
Mo Lo = More loud (used in the car when he can't hear G.T.)
Kachow= Lightening McQueen
Tuck= I'm stuck, mom, help me out
bike= his big wheels that he is extremely attached to. He drives like a wild man.
No baby, no= Get out of my stuff, Lincoln, why do you torture me?
hit D= Deacon hit me
where D= Where is Deacon?
Roman actually says a lot of other things. But the other things aren't as funny.
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