That's Gross!

Sam’s new favorite saying is “That’s Gross!”

It started when my parents were visiting last week. Someone did something and Sam said, “That’s Gross!” and immediately my parents started laughing.

My kids, being the attention seekers that they are (apparently they are starved for attention at home), will lock on to anything and anyone that seems even slightly amused by their actions and/or words. So, when “That’s Gross!” was met with a room full of laughter, it became the “Phrase du jour.” Or week. Or month… I don’t really know, he hasn’t stopped saying it yet.

While Sammy and Grampa were playing trains upstairs, occasionally I’d hear a round of, “That’s Gross…” or “No that’s not gross that’s icky” from the play room then peals of laughter (from both Grampa and Sam).

It was quite cute and no doubt Grandmother and Grampa have incorporated this into their vocabulary. They seem to incorporate a lot of “grandchild-speak” into their vocabulary. They still call McD’s “Big Red Donalds” because that is what Josh used to call it.

Last night I was putting Sam to bed. I kissed his cheek and said, “Night night Sam!”

He looked at me and said, “Mommy, don’t kiss my cheek, THAT’S GROSS!”