“Whoa,” says my son, and I think ofBill and Ted’s Excellent Adventure. “Whoa,” says my son, and I think ofThe Matrix. “Whoa,” says my son as he misses his target when sitting down and thumps to the floor.
“Noooooooooo,” yells my son as he tries out the word. He has been trying out the word for several days/weeks now. It is not just a short no, but a long drawn out no. He even says it when he wants what is offered; he just has to process this word that he finally has control over.
“Ok, ok, ok, ok, ok, ok.” He is so cute walking around with his Joe Pesci imitation.
He is getting the words. Avocado, down, all gone, and others are emerging. It is magical and occasionally hilarious.