mr flea needs to get his own damn lj

[flea]

By popular request, here are some funny things Casper has done lately:

Sunday night, dinner, she's repeating everything we say. (She does this a lot right now, at least getting the last word.)
"Eat your dinner."
"Dinner."
"Would you like some grapes?"
"Gapes."
mr flea, seeking to tease: "Myocardial Infarction."
Casper: "Fuckin'."

Monday night, during a diaper change, she asks for a wipe and starts wiping herself. (Her bottom is already clean but I haven't put on the new diaper yet).
Casper: "Booty."
me: "That's your bottom."
Casper: "Booty."
me: "Bottom."
Casper: "Booty."
me: "Poopy? Are you pretending you're poopy?"
Casper: "Boo. Tee."
me: "Well okay then."
I have no idea where she learned that one.

This morning, sitting at the breakfast table.
Casper: "Down!"
mr flea: "Get down, get down!"
Casper: "Woot! Woot!" (spontaneously, to the tune of Jungle Boogie, natch)
I do know where she learned that one.