Conversations with a two year old

Alex: "knock knock"
Me:  "Who's there?"
Alex:  "baby poop"  <<giggles>>
Me:  "Baby poop who?"
Alex:  "BABY POOOOOOP!"  <<laughs hysterically>>
Me:  "that's not funny"
Alex:  "is funny!  BABY POOOOOOOP!"
Me:  "you're not going to think it's funny when we're up to our elbows in the stuff in a few weeks"
Alex:  "BABY POOOOOOOOP!"

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Alex hasn't cared to talk about baby brother for a good month or so lately.  When I lift up my shirt to show him the baby kicking or ask him about baby brother he'll say "No baby budder" and pull my shirt back down over my belly.  So, in an effort to get him interested again, I thought I'd bribe him.

Me:  "Alex, baby brother talked to me today and he said he wants to bring you a present when he gets here"
Alex:  "A peasant?"
Me:  "Yes, when baby brother gets here in a couple of weeks, he'll have a present for you"
Alex:  "Toys?"
Me:  "Yes, he'll bring some toys.  What do you want him to bring for you?"
Alex:  "I want geocaching toys!"  <<we'd just gone geocaching that afternoon and he loved the idea of having a toy trade>>
Me:  "Ok, we'll get you some toys for geocaching"
Alex:  <<lifts up my shirt and talks into my bellybutton>>  "Baby budder, I want geocaching toys and a toy bag!  And a car!  And geocaching toys!  And a toy bag!"
Me:  "In a couple of weeks, baby brother will bring you some geocaching toys in a toy bag"
Alex:  "Baby budder, come out NOW!  Come out now and bing me geocaching toys!"