The following is my best recollection of a conversation I had with Xavier (22 months old) in the car this morning. These are the moments I treasure.
Xavier (with one of his coveted snowman stuffed animals in hand): Snowman laying on Xavier.
Mommy: Snowman is laying on Xavier? Is he tired?
Xavier: Tiger? Xavier see it?
Mommy: No, honey, I don’t see a tiger. I said “tired.” Tired means sleepy. Is snowman sleepy?
Xavier: Sleeping tiger?
Mommy: No, sweetheart, not a sleeping tiger, sleepy and tired.
Xavier: Tiger goes “ROAR!”
Mommy: Yes, that’s right, honey. Tigers say “Roar!”