Miles has been making some novel new sentences lately and being real inventive with language. For instance, this morning, we were making a fort out of couch pillows and he wanted me to put a roof on it. He didn’t know the word for roof, so he said “hat for house!” Which I thought really clever and delightful. But what really had both Rene and I laughing was when, this afternoon, he was running around naked (and not wanting us to put on his clothes) and, excuse me for getting all scatalogical here, he farted… and then exclaimed “baby burp bottom!”