Mick is on the verge of carrying out a conversation in his mother tongue. He says things like "Let's do this!" "Sit down." And "Where are you?" When I heard him fall the other day, I came in the room and found him flustered. "What happened, Mick?" I asked. He replied, "I went down." Later, when I pointed to his toy school bus and asked him what color it is, he pointed inside and said "Red." Then he pointed outside and said, "Yellow." Correct on both counts. But the topper came last week when Candice, Mick and I were in the car on the way to Kohls. "Pappa," he said. "What'r we doin' NOW?" His mother and I looked at each other in astonishment. And then we erupted in laughter "We're going to the store, Mick," Candice finally said. Mick's response: "OOOOH. Yaaaaay."
