Feelings

Who says boys don't talk about their feelings?
When he's scared, Rowan says, " Wawa tared". When he's tired, he says "Tiya." And when he's happy, he says "Happy."

And then there are all those times when he doesn't need words. Words are so inefficient. Instead, he squeals with delight when I chase him around the house. Laughs till his eyes tear up at a funny face. Pants with excitement at seeing Daddy. Gives me a tight hug after a long day. Burps loudly after an especially favorite meal.

Words? Words are for boring old grown-ups.

NO!

Heard in the Gokhale houshold about a dozen times a minute.
Accompanied by glaring eyes and fierce frown.
Usually followed by piercing wails, screams, redness of face.
Coming out of the mouth of a previously sweet, mellow baby called Rowan.

Who are you and what have you done with Rowan?

Wee, Bow, Wad, Lallow!

Come on, you haven't figured it out yet?! It means Green, Blue, Red and Yellow.
Rowan's colors. And "Bap" (Black) and "Wahtt" (White). Kid knows his colors already, has known for a couple of months. I think he's going to be a prodigy of some sort. ;-)