Husband: Carter, this isn't for toddlers. Your juice is over there.
Carter: [THWACK] Nails The Husband in his... junk.
Husband: Ouch! Carter! Those are Dad's balls! You have to be careful!
Carter: Dada's balls. Balls. Balls.
Now, Carter has been putting together two-word sentences for a while now. "Go outside?" "Go Night-Night?" "More, Mama?"
Never in my wildest dreams did I think I would be adding, "Dada's balls" to that list.
Never a dull moment in this house.