I want dat

Asher will be 2 next month. My how time flies. In his short 2 years on this planet, he's already mastered that three-word sentence parents are plagued with for eternity -- "I want that."
Actually, it sounds more like, "I wahn dat," but what's the difference.
So, what does he want for his birthday? At the top of the list is a cow. You hears me -- a cow.
The cows on the farm down the street had babies, and he's in love with the shaggy baby cows.
"I like it!" he said, when we passed them yesterday. "I wahn one."
I told him he couldn't have a cow.
"Why?" he asked.
"Because," I said.
"But why?" he asked again.
I left it at that. Otherwise, the conversation would still be going on.
In addition to a cow, he's picked out a few other things he'd like from the Toys R Us sales circular that came in the mail the other day.
He wants a $1,400 swing set, a skateboard and a tween-sized bicycle in hot pink.
From his reaction after watching a scene from "The Batchelor" last night, he'd also like a hot tub full of scantily clad women.
"Whoa!!!" he said, after catching a glimpse of the women on the TV set.
I guess kids really do grow up too fast.