Last Sunday Tennant Pippin and I went over to my sister's new place to check it out for the first time. Naturally my lovely sister brewed me up a pot of tea (T2 Creme Brulee, tres nice).
Pippin was chattering away and I wasn't paying much attention, but then I heard Tennant say, 'Hey guess what? Pippin just said "TEA"!'
And it was true. Pippin was pointing at my mug and saying, as clearly as he could, 'TEA!'*
I was So. Proud. I almost cried.
Then, this morning (yes, it gets better!!) we were all just about to head downstairs for breakfast and I said 'I'll put the kettle on.'
Pippin immediately said 'TEA!'
We tried to get him to say it again: 'Pippin, what happens when mummy puts the kettle on?' - but all he would do was giggle and say 'Yay!' Also an entirely correct response, I would note.
He is a boy after my own heart. Oh, I am so proud.
Here he is having a teaspoonful or so of some cooled Giddapahar autumn flush after his breakfast:
*it comes out more like 'K-HEE!' (he is not super good at 't' words yet) but it is entirely clear what he means. I am not wishfully thinking this.