Sad milestone this past weekend: Simon has learned to use the N-word. Despite all of our best efforts not to say it around him, after 18 months he's finally figured it out. I don't know where he learned that word... he must have picked it up from some older kids on the playground.
He says it very clearly, too - not like some of his other words that only make sense in context (if at all). He has sort of a weird accent to it though... he says it more like "newww", dragging out the 'o'. And he always has a sly little smile as he says it, like he's doing it on purpose because he knows it'll get a rise out of us.
Fortunately he still doesn't use it as an angry tantrum word, it's just an answer to a question. If he really wants us to stop something (like tickling, feeding him broccoli or putting him to bed) he'll say "Alldonealldonealldone!". He reserves "No" for when we ask him questions about if he needs or wants to do something in particular. But it is now quickly becoming his preferred answer for every option to every question, and we keep having conversations with him that go like this:
