Today’s conversation (while in the car):
Me: What? What did you say buddy?
Chad: Hey Bud, can you take the binky out and say that?
Carter: Fooo-caa o aaa mama
Me (quietly to Chad): Did he just tell me to F- off?
Chad: Umm..well…I don’t think he intended to say that…but it really sounded like that didn’t it?
Me: Carter – what did you say?
Carter: Mo-Ci-cellll mama
Me: OHHH…Motorcycle! That’s right buddy – there is a motorcycle in front of us
Carter: Buh - bye Mutha Fucle
Me: It’s MO-TER-CYCLE
Carter: Buhh Bye Mutha Fuuuka
Chad (in total laughter): WHAT? What did you say?
Me: Carter – Say that again please…
Carter: Buh Bye Mutha Fuuuka
Me: CARTER – It’s MO-TER-CYCLE
Chad (while frantically trying to get his phone to turn into a video camera): SAY THAT AGAIN!
Me (to Chad): What is the name of that movie about the bachelor party in vegas – the one with the little guy that pops out of the trunk of a car half-clothed yelling “Mutha Fuckas”
And - because I'm that mom ... I taped it when we got home. It was much more clear(ly wrong) in the car. But you'll get the idea here.
Note: If you're wondering why he says "babies" when we take his (sister's pink) binky out of his mouth - it's because we're trying to get rid of that stupid binky. So we told him that binky's are for babies.