The simplicity of a child....

I have the most wonderful little nephew that is better than anything I could ever ask for. My favorite person is a 2-year-old named 'Joseph'. Most of society assumes that every two-year-old is selfish. Well, with toys he is, but there's such a great compassion for people that he already shows.

He calls me 'Moo-moo". It's not the most desirable nickname, in my opinion, but I would not care to be referred to as a cow by this little guy.

Last weekend when I was ill, I was at home taking a hot bath. I heard my sister and nephew come in the front door, and Joseph came and knocked on the bathroom door...... this is the conversation we had between the door.

Joseph- "Moo-moo, you OK?"
Me- *crying* "yes"
Joseph- *sympathetically* "Awww......poor Moo-moo. You OK??"

He can be mad at you for not giving him ice cream, but a minute later he's fine. The world would be such a fantastic place if people refrained from holding grudges.

He almost always says "please" and "thank you".

Joseph's translations:
Roo roo- A bulldozer, inloader, or any other type of heavy machinery
Moo moo- me, or a DVD
Mi mi- mommy
Mi maw- mammaw (AKA, my mom)
see see- my other sister, Anna.
Fi fi- bath
foo foo- school bus
kia- hunting rifle
bite-you -- anything from scissors to bugs
fireball- any bright source of light, candle, etc.
meow- cat

Oddly enough, he can say "bicycle" as plain as day.

I can't help but to laugh at these. He's so much fun.
His only fault is stealing the TV remote and running to hide it....