more words

As previously mentioned on here, Mr. Independent has an, um, interesting vocabulary. I recently made a comment about one of his daycare teachers, turned to him and said, Can you say 'surly teacher?'
He replied: urly eecher.
So I've tried to watch what I say around him, lest he start saying these things on his own, without prompting.
Most of what he says is endearing, and we get stupidly excited, like last week when he saw two buses and said do bus! (two buses, for those not fluent in toddler). He can't stop talking about his cousins and says their names together, followed with a pause, then 'ma! for Grandma. He can name cars, buses, trucks, bikes, and tractors, and he can also provide sound effects (the all go -roomroom!). He can make the animal sounds for dog, cat, horse, cow, donkey, snake, duck, and porcupette. He can say work and school, shirt, pants, and hat. The other day he pulled out grilled cheese for the first time and often requests reh-ries. Go ahead and send the mom of the year award this way. He knows his name and the name of his friends at daycare and recently pointed to a picture of Leighann and said eeenan. Football is buttball. He can say wine and then point to my mother or say memere wine. He knows that anything from Starbucks is Mama juice and anything in a plastic 20 oz bottle is Daddy juice.
I taught him how to say Daddy's pooping (Daddy poop!). Husband retaliated in kind, and now whenever anyone walks into the bathroom, even if it's just to get a hair tie or lotion, he points to the door and yells Daddy poop!, or occasionally, Mama poop! He says eeeeeeeeeeeewwwww whenever we change his diaper. We should probably start saving for his therapy now.
Occasionally his words are embarrassing, like when he yanks his shoes off in Target and yells Uh-oh, jew! or when he sees clocks (cocks) or decides that he wants to cook, which often comes out as cock as well. Mama cock? he'll ask. Daddy cock?
We can track the origins of most of his words; a lot of them come from us trying to entertain ourselves, like when I asked him if he could say butt, so he did, and the pointed at his butt. Or how his current favorite books talk about hot dog parties, so sometimes he comes up to us and says dog-barbie. We cannot, however, figure out why he knows the word goggles. I'm not sure there's word less useful for an almost two year old than goggles.