I am very amused by Alex.
A couple of days ago I was nursing Talya and he came up to me, pointed at her blanket and said "Towel." (Well, it sounds more like "Tau", but it's towel.)
I said "No, that's a blanket."
He looked at me and said firmly "That towel."
Also, the other day I heard him screaming, as if in frustration. Usually this is triggered by getting a toy stuck somewhere. However when I checked on him, there wasn't anything stuck and his expression was intent, not mad.
In fact, he was making a dinosaur puppet chomp on a Duplo fireman, while yelling, "Aaah! Oh, no! Fireman!"
I'm deeply relieved that he's actually talking (for a very long time he had shockingly few words -- even now, he's behind other 2-year-olds in sentence construction, though Tom swears he said "What is that thing?" yesterday), but I'm also extremely entertained by what he decides to *say*.
- The other baby.