Conversations with certain 2 year old who just graduated speech therapy

I am deliberately ignoring Austin as I told him I wouldn't play unless he ate his dinner and Oliver is already in bed. He is bouncing along behind me playing with just about anything he can pick up and narrating what he's doing, trying to get me involved. "Austin stand on this, Austin pick this up, Austin make noise..."

Then he is twirling in the front entry way as I'm trying not to watch and crack a smile.

Austin: "Ollie's crying."

Me: Is he really? (I couldn't hear a thing)

Austin: "Yup. Let's go upstairs. [heavy sigh] See what Ollie's talking about."

Oh, the hardships of caring for those babies.

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Oliver and I went and spent a weekend in Denver together. Soon after I returned home, Austin needed a diaper change. As I lay him down he says, "Austin tooted. Really stinky...PEEEE UUUU! Mom, come smell it."

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We are playing with cars and Austin is naming them.

Austin: "Tow truck"

Me: "Actually, that's a scraper."

Austin: "Actually, that is blue."

Now he has "actually" down and uses it in almost every other sentence to correct me.

Me: "Austin, it's time to eat dinner."

Austin: "Actually, time to eat sandwich."

Thanks kid.