Ben enjoys using my name like punctuation in his sentences. And these are run on sentences, with lots of commas and semicolons and dashes. It is to the point where I no longer respond because he isn't really asking me anything. He just wants to say my name again and again. Sometimes I say, "What?" And he pauses and looks at me thoughtfully and says, "Mommy." And I sigh and try to avoid cutting one of my fingers off because he won't stop saying my name.
Elliott can say daddy, mommy, kitty, and--oddly--monkey now. But only when he feels like it. He'd much prefer tearing up paper into shreds or opening up photos of himself on the computer and saving them as the desktop background. Really.