Yesterday, Hayden started trying out a vocabulary. He managed to ‘say’ “Jesus” (my mom made him two books about Jesus to look at during church) and “Jordan” (twice!). And today, his first sentence.
He was carrying his beloved Marty Monkey around and my mother was teasing him. She said, “Touch my monkey!”
Hayden wouldn’t let that pass. Every person in the room, no matter what they were doing or paying attention to, understood exactly what he said. He sassed her right back: “Touch this,” he said quite distinctly.
Think it counts?