This morning, driving into the city to work, we got to a train crossing just as the boom-gates started to lower. I went into my usual pantomime about the excitement of a train coming. Ah, being the mother of a little boy ;).
Then, as the train came into sight Jamie says:
"Oh goog-ness. A dain!"
Where did he get that from?
Do I say that?
I suspect I do.
About five minutes further down the road, I hear him "reading" to himself in the back seat:
"Oh goog-ness, what's dat?"
It's today's word.
And I really, really am starting to sound like my grandmother...