Yep, an actual exchange between me and my wife.
The boy didn’t really start “talking” till just after New Years. He led up to it by opening and closing his jaws a lot, as if to make sure they were in working order. (And it was pretty dang funny, I must say.) Then it became “bobobob,” which is more accurately “bababa,” an easy sound to make, I’m guessing. There would be an occasional “dadada” which, even though I know is a random sound, would warm my heart. Now that “dadada” is more frequent, and still has nothing to do with me, I’m a bit more jaded.
(Please note that I’m reading a comic book while my wife is reading something serious. As I’ve said, I always strive for accuracy.)