Owen and the mice field

Owen is laying next to me in bed because he doesn't feel good. He's singing "little bunny foo foo" into his throw up bowl, and he's singing it perfectly except instead of saying "scooping up the field mice and bopping them on the head" he's singing, "scooping up the mice field." It's making me super happy. It reminded me of a few other things he says that I love. He calls candy canes "candy cans." He calls chicken nuggets "chicken nugnuts" and hamburgers "hamgerber." They are getting so old but they are still so young. I'm sure I'll miss it when they don't mispronounce things anymore.