Cool

On the way home from school the other day, my precocious little two year old was telling me about the caterpillars they had at school and how they'd become chrysalises and that one of them had come out of its chrysalis and was a full grown butterfly and how after they all came out, they'd fly away and meet other butterflies and become mommy and daddy butterflies.  Aside from how impressed I was that my 2 year old understands the life cycle of a butterfly (not to mention how well he said the word 'chrysalis'), I was very enthusiastic about how enthusiastic he was about letting them go.  "Wow!  Cool, bubby!  When are you going to let them go?"  He has a little bit of a preschool stutter because his brain works faster than his mouth is able to form words, so in his little 2 year old stutter, he said to me, "Ma-mommy, pwease-pwease don't... pwease don't say 'cool'.  You can say, 'howey cow' if you want."  He'd told me earlier in the week not to say 'holy Moses', so this wasn't the first time I'd heard him correct me, but it was the first time he'd asked me not to say cool.  That's a word he'd been using for a long time, so I don't know when or why he decided it wasn't polite any more.  School maybe?  I prodded him about it, asking if maybe Ms. Nancy had asked him not to say it and he said, "No, Daddy say don't say cool."  Which is completely ridiculous, so I think he just made it up and decided he no longer wanted people to say it.  Ha!