Previously, Papa would be the one singing to me and talking to me in a one-way manner. Now that I can speak some words and reasonably string some of them together audibly, my car rides with Papa has definitely been more fun!
Here is a one colourful example of my numerous conversations with Papa…
Me: Papa…we going home ah?..
Papa: Yes Collin…we’re going home.
Me: Orh…we going home. Papa! Look! McDonald! McDonald! (I saw the M logo near Mines Shopping Fair)
Papa: Clever boy! You saw McDonald?
Me: Yes…I want to go McDonald…
Papa: Not tonight Collin. We’re going home now.
Me: Orh. We going home now.
Papa: Yes, we’re going home now. We will go t McDonald some other time, ok?
Me: Yes…Papa, I’m Batman!
Papa: Wah…Collin is Batman?
Me: Yes…I’m Batman! I’m strong!
Papa: Yes, Collin. you are strong!
Me: I’m Batman! I can run!
Papa: Err..ok. If Collin is Batman, who is Robin?
Me: No…no rabbit.
Papa: No Collin. not rabbit. Robin. Who is Robin?
Me: No…no rabbit. I’m lion!
Papa: No Collin…not lion. Robin…
Me: I’m lion. ROAR!
Papa: Errr….ok. Collin is lion. So, who is Batman?
Me: No..I’m not Batman…
Papa: Just now you said you were Batman?
Me: No..I’m not Batman…I’m Collin!
Papa: ?!!!
