One, Two

For some time now I've been able to say "Two!" I think Fran started it by saying "One.....two" as she would get me into a jacket to go to the park. First one arm, then the other. And saying "One...two...three" as she would push the swing for me. Then I started saying "Two" whenever someone would say "one." But Mommy and Daddy figured I was just being a little parrot. Ha!
Nevertheless, they sometimes ask me (when other people are visiting), "John Morgan, what's one plus one?" and I dutifully reply "Two!" -- much to everyone's amazement. I don't know what "plus" means, but it is a fun game to make everyone laugh so much!

Tonight in the bath I wanted a cup that was sitting on the end of the tub and so pointed and asked for it. Mommy handed me the blue one. I played with it for a few seconds and then pointed at the pink one and asked for it by saying "Two!" Mommy and Daddy were really surprised!

Soon I stuck the two cups together and then couldn't get them apart. Mommy said, "Look, the two shall become one!" Mommy's funny sometimes.