Gogo wasn't quite the babbler that all the girls were when they were tiny. He's making up for it now (BOY is he!!!) but I just remembered a funny thing that happened when he was about a year and a half old.
Gogo was always FASCINATED by the vacuum cleaner. He called it "kyoom" and he loved it. The noise would bring him crawling even before he could walk. One time I was in the tub and the "kyoom" was standing by the wall near the bath. Fishy wandered into the room and saw the kyoom there and immediately greeted it with a big smile, "Hi kyoom!" And what did I, his mother, get? Bupkus. Nothing. Nada. Zilch. Zippo. (you get the picture) Thanks kyoom. How many diapers did you change today? I hate you. You suck. *snickersnort*
On a completely different note, my friend lent me "Mirrormask" and I'm going to pop it in. Yep. Neil Gaiman. (GAY-man or GUY-man?? I hate to sound ignorant, even if I really am. I vote for GUY-man but don't really know.)