One of the things that surprises me the most about being an aunt is how shocked I am at some of the things the kids have learned.  I don’t mean the high fives, kisses and stuffing back entire cheeseburgers, Jorden practiced all those tonight and they didn’t shock me.  (Ok, honestly, the cheeseburger thing freaked me out a little bit, he shoveled that thing down his throat like a champ.  Kid can eat!)

What surprises me is the things they do that we didn’t teach them.  We’ve taught Zachary many words, including cock blocker which I swear was an accident and a testament to his excellent hearing since I had my back to him, leaning over the stove, and said it under my breath so the person I was talking to on the phone wouldn’t hear it, it wasn’t at all like when he learned the word shit because he was around me all day which I totally blame myself for…  any way…

Everything we’ve taught him hasn’t been quite so scandalous, although we do find it endlessly amusing when he walks up to his Great Grandma and says “You don’t know me, punk.” and the end of this video when he yells “You want a piece of me?  Here!”

My point is, it’s one thing when the kids do things that we’ve taught them.  I don’t think twice when Zach yells out “Gangsta!” because I know where he got that from.  But, when he looked me dead in the eye across the dinner table tonight and said, in the most serious manner a three year old can muster, “I’ll eat you like a chocolate sandwich” it completely threw me.  He definitely didn’t learn that from us, I’m not even sure if that means he’s mad at me, or if I was his favorite person today.