It's not like he mumbles. Or is shy about repeating himself. In fact, I think he's been screaming "cow" every 5 seconds for the past month and a half. The problem is that I have no idea whether he's talking about a cow, a car or his underfunded college savings account. I mean, let's face it, his pronunciation stinks.
The trick I used in high school French (cheating off of the kid next to me) isn't working out (Kitty's penmanship is terrible), so I've resorted to trying to focus on what he's pointing at/vaguely looking at/in the general vicinity of to try and define the word based on context. Using these cues, I've been able to piece together the following:
- Sri = tree
- Sruh = truck
- Kee = kitty (not Mommy, which is a nice clearly enunciated "Momma")
- Poo = OK, this one is easy, but it's my personal favorite
- "Give me that."
- "I want that."
- "That interests me a great deal."
- "Hey idiot, I'm not going to stop saying 'na-na' until you hand it over."
- Ta-ta = Tango
- Chosh = Cash
- How = Aunt Holly
- Lay-aaaah = Future ex-wife #1 Layla
My personal favorite, of course, is "Dah-eeeee." I've been getting lots of these lately, as Finn appears to have entered a (sure to be brief) Daddy period. If I can teach him to say "Jeter," I can die a happy man.