Out of the mouth of babies

Living with my Mother has been a drastic change in my life style. First is the lost of privacy my Mother's home is home to all the children grandchildren and many friends. Mom has lived in this house for over fifty years so it is like a second home to a lot of people. My nephew Trey is a former marine, served two tours in Iraq and has the emotional scares to prove it. Between tours he married a wonderful girl we love and adore Jennifer. She is a hometown girl but has the beauty of most models in magazines. Trey's father, my brother died several years ago and two years ago his Mother died so I have been a close ally for him. Trey and Jennifer were blessed with a child two and half years ago, his name is Bryson. Bryson has become the center of our world, and he knows it. He is of course the youngest, the next oldest one is ten so of course Bryson is very special to the whole family. Last week Trey comes over to Grandma's house to mow the grass and brings Bryson with him. Mother and I are always thrilled to spend time with him. We dote on his, making cookies for him, playing with building blocks on the floor, whatever he wants (almost). During his visit last week I fill the water can up to water all the flowers on the porch, with Bryson's help of course. We proceed to water all the flowers and sit down at the wicker settee on the porch, accidentally I knock the water can off the table and all the water spills out onto the chair and the cushion he looks at me, scrunches up his nose looks at me and say in this sweet little voice "stupeed". Immediately I tell him that is not a nice word and he should not use it. The next day being Sunday after church my brother comes over and we talk about the incident the day before and what Bryson said. My brother Larry is a jokester, always kidding, making you laugh. It seems the rest of the day I had a cloud over my head or the intense heat we have been having but I made so many mistakes and my brother would look at me and say "stupeed". He kids me and says I should not have corrected Bryson because the two year old just called as he saw it. "Stupeed".