Well, his latest obsession is airplanes. He's been on quite a few in his short lifespan (more than I'd ever been on by far, considering the first time I ever flew was in college!) and they seem to have made an impression on him.
Which leads me to this morning. My husband had left for work early and I was still in bed, listening to K. wake up in the room next to mine. It was absolutely precious: I heard an entire narrative of an airplane going on a flight.
It went like this:
[Rustling of blankets]
"Turn ... on... engine" (Yes, that's right! a 3-word phrase! That is goin' in the baby book pronto)
[More shuffling around]
That was my cue to enter, so I did, with a big smile on my face. I congratulated him for using so many good words and entertaining his mama. He looked surprised, but then a smile crept onto his face and he beamed with pride.
My little air traffic controller!