Carlo's language has suddenly developed. No longer content to refer to himself in the third person (Carlo come here! "No. Carlo cooking.") he moved to the second. ("You carry you.")

Now he has begun to tell long, complicated stories. Unfortunately, no one can understand them.

Speaking to Joey on the phone he launched into a long, emphatic rave before farewelling his brother and passing the handpiece back to me.

"Carlo's talking gibberish," Joey observed.

Getting ready for bed that night I sweetly told him, 'I can't understand a word you're saying."

He giggled at me. "Carlo's English! Carlo Anglaise!" he laughed.

This is why no one understands him in his view. Some of his speech may be a stab at speech. He has already developed that difficult, smoky 'r'. He seems to follow the videos expertly and understand his teachers who speak only French.

Maria saw an ant and said, "Eww yuck, fourmi!"

"What is it, Maria?"

"Umm, I don't know what it's called in English."