I can't say cheese.

Previously, He was coloring on some paper, laying on his stomach and humming to himself. And of course when I sneaked out to get the camera he sat up. So, I told him, "Say cheese" and he answered, "Mom, I can't say cheese."

Okay, So he can't talk like that, but sometimes his conversation skills are so good his babbling sounds like he can. He always answers me, stops and tells me what he is doing when I ask, and sometimes even shares a story... but I never understand any of it. It's going to be interesting to find out what he's really thinking one day.