Our Little Mynah Bird

A couple of months ago, Maureen was driving the boys home one night when John pointed out the window and said, "Look Mama, Cowboys with Hats!!" No, she wasn't anywhere near a dude ranch. She was driving up LaBrea and they were Orthodox Jews. Anyway, it's been a bit of a joke for us to keep on saying "Look Cowboys!" whenever we see them. John will even give a weak little, "Yee-Haw!" when he sees them.

Today, I made a comment about a gentleman in a prayer shawl. I said, "Look he's a super hero. He's Super Jew." Sure enough, I hear from the back seat, "Super Jew". Horrified, I tried to say, "No, that's Super You." John said, "No, daddy. That's not Super You. It's Super Jew." Let that be a lesson to everyone who speaks in front of that boy. His mind is a steel trap and he'll repeat everything you say...much to my chagrin.