How low can we go?

Jack's two newest words are "Hot Dog" and "Boo-Boo." Two separate entities, yet both clear indications that we are horrible parents.

He likes hot dogs. No matter how he can get them- all beef, all mystery meat, whatever. With ketchup and mustard, please.

Boo-Boo comes from this weekend's "coffee" incident. We have a Hamilton Beach coffee maker that dispenses coffee when you push your cup up against a button underneath (rather than the traditional carafe). It's a cool coffee maker and is only out because our Keurig is having some issues. Well, yesterday Jack opened the dishwasher, climbed onto the door, and pushed that little button... with his finger. Needless to say, much crying, swelling, and blistering ensued. He got a second degree burn that we received antibiotics and a burn cream from the doctor for. Now he just sits around and points to his finger and says "boo-boo" periodically. It hasn't slowed him down a bit, though, and Dr. D. said is perfectly alright to head to the pool later today.

Other new words include:
Help (when he needs assistance with something)
Wiggles (yu-yu)
Bagel
Open (also when he needs assistance)
Please (when yu-yu repeatedly doesn't work, just ask 'please' and mom will put the DVD in for you!)