We have driven Oliver to San Francisco, Berkeley and Oakland many times and have told him about the beautiful lights on the Bay Bridge, and how in 1989, when we were kids, the bridge collapsed in an earthquake. Now he refuses to sing "London Bridges Falling Down" anymore, and instead sings "Oakland Bridges Falling Down" all the time.
The other night we were joking with Oliver, asking him to do something preposterous, and his reply was "Homey don't think so." We have taught him well.
Jason, Oliver and I were making fun of each other a few days ago, and Oliver's insulting reply was "Oh yeah, well your grandma has a beard!" Witty dude, and sorry grandma!
Oliver calls his hands his "aliens" Jerry & Barry when he is bored. The other day in the car he was having them rock out to some AC DC, and he stated "These aliens are indicative of a good song." Somehow I think that is not a word Papa taught him in Preschool.