Jackson waddles around. We ask him some sort of question "Jackson, should we go get your shoes on?" Without skipping a beat or looking at us, he immediately answers with a nonchalant "ya" and continues walking. "Jackson, would you like brussel sprouts for dinner?" "ya." "How about we call dad" "ya." Ya, it's way too cute.
No--or I guess I should say Nyo.
There are times when he has a very passionate opinion, and is not as willing to just say ya. Transitioning from outside to inside, is a bit difficult. "It's time to go inside Jackson, come on over." Pause. Eyebrows begin scrunching, he sticks out his lips slowly and with great deliberation, a firm "nyo" comes out between the still puckered lips. "Jackson, it's time to go inside." Lips in all likelihood haven't moved from their puckered spot, but he says with more fervor, "Nyooo" followed by complete stiffening of his body. In most cases, his face slowly evolves into a tortured frown, that leads to a yell, and eventual laying on the floor (mostly from a lack of being able to support his body in such a contorted position). Although it is a huge pain, it's hilarious and it takes a lot of effort to not laugh at the scene.
I guess I never realized how often I used that word until I noticed Jackson saying it all day long. He now starts most of his self-started conversations. "What didoda" "What widawoda" "What disdidoba" It was very difficult to capture this on the camera, because as soon as he sees a video taking device he stops what he was previously doing. Hence this video's opening shot of the kitchen wall. I was also trying to get him to say "ya" in answer to a question, but... to no avail.
Did you like the nervous laugh he threw in during the silent moments. Fantastic. Hope keeps that skill, and loses the nyo tantrums.