who says males can't communicate?

Drew's communication skills have exploded recently - I've noticed some huge leaps just in the past few days. He's gone from babbling random words to forming actual sentences, minus pronouns and, occasionally, verbs.

Some of the sentences I've heard from him in recent days: (phonetically rendered in order to demonstrate the cuteness factor)

"Mama, lock-o-lit mick, peeese". (translation: Mother, I would like some chocolate milk, please.")

"Doc say, 'fit road.'" (translation: You know that character Doc in the movie 'Cars'? He told Lightning McQueen to 'fix the road'"

"No wee-ah dig dirt. Wee-ah Keen." ("I prefer not to wear the shirt with the big dump truck on it today. I'd rather wear the shirt with the picture of Lightning McQueen - you know, the same shirt I want to wear every single day of my life.")

"Dada get lock-a-lit beh-fist bah. Now." (Daddy,  go get me one of those chocolate breakfast bars, promptly.")

Also, when he doesn't want to do something or see something, he tells it "night-night." That's sort of his universal catchphrase for "Make it go away."

As in, I tell him to eat his dinner and he responds with, "Noooo eat-eat. Eat-eat night-night!"

Or I offer him milk instead of Diet Coke, and I get, "Noooo mick. Mick night-night!"

Or when Charles tries to sing to him, we hear, "NOO DADA TING. Dada ting night-night. Mama ting", which, loosely translated, means "Daddy can't carry a tune in a bucket, but Mama's voice sounds like a choir of angels sent straight from heaven."

Comments

[elizabeth]

how old is Drew again? sorry to keep asking - my brain is like cheese of the swiss variety.

[Amy]

He turned 2 at the end of September.
I have swiss-cheese brain often myself. :-)