"Pease! Out-ream! Cancake!"

I poke at my own chesk and say "Ah-Yex!"  If you ask me how old I am, I say "Two!"  and I hold up two fingers.  Or four fingers.  Or five fingers.

I very much do not like being helped with seat belts or tooth brushing or much of anything.  To tell you I don't want any help, I yell "Help!  Help!"  I am irritated when people do not appear to comply with this instruction to not-help.

I like the fancy potty that Oma bought me, that has Lightning McQueen on it and revs like an engine when you "flush" it.  I like it so much, I bring it out to show people when they come over.  But I will not sit on it.  Ever.

I yell "Mooooooooooooooo-mmy!" over and over again when I'm bored.  It doesn't really matter what she's doing or what I'm doing, I just like hearing her respond.  Then I say "Oooooo-kay."

The answer to every question is "Yah!"  or "No!" or "Out-ream."  (Ice cream).

Sometimes I demand in the morning, or in the middle of the day, "Out-ream!"n  Mommy says "What??" and I laugh and start yelling "Out-ream!  Out-ream!"

I also love "Can-cake!" i.e. pancakes.

I do say please, either "Eeez!" or "Pease!"
And Thank you, even unprompted, "Ankoo!"

I love, love babies.  My baby dolls, and the babies at Daycare.  When mommy asks what I did at Marisa's i say "Babies!"  Who did I play with?  "Babies!"  What were their names?  "Babies!"  What did I eat for lunch?  "Babies!!"

Favorite books:  The train book with the lift-the-flaps little people and the page of hiding monkeys.  I make incredibly realistic monkey shrieking sounds. 
I also like The King, The Mice, and Cheese.  Ivan likes that one too.
And I love Mickey Mouse.  I call him Kickey Mouse.  And the Mickey Mouse Clubhouse is Kickey Mouse!  House!  We have a Baby Mickey book that I love.