Today was super nice out (the 70's? In November? Okay!) so I cleaned out the car and we hung out in the garage. Camille was sitting in the hatch, eating popcorn. Georgie grabbed my hand and tried to drag me over to her, clearly wanting some popcorn. I said, "Ask Cami, please? Popcorn?" and signed please. Then I said, "Georgie, can you say pppopcorn?"
He smiled at me and clapped in a clear "YAY MOMMY!" expression... but didn't talk. Stinker.