Parkerisms

M: Parker, hold my hand.
P: Ok, mom. (grabs hand) I'm a good boy.
M: Yes you are.
P: I'm good at holding hands. I'm a really good at handing.

P: I'm going to listen to your heart dad. (play stethoscope in hand)
D: Ok.
P: (listens), yup, you're bleeding.

Parker goes to the bathroom, but doesn't quite get his pants down in time.
P: It's ok mom, it's ok. I'm not in trouble. It was an accident. It's ok.
Who can get mad at that?

P: Where'd mommy go?
D: Mom's a party pooper, she went inside.
P: Noooo! Mommy's not a party pooper, she poops in the toilet.