He asked what my "2nd name" was and I told him ___________ (just in case we actually have any privacy left since I started this blog). He then got all excited and said, "Your last name is _______ too?"
He got it. He asked a question, understood the answer, and made the connection.
Which made me a little sad, longing for the days when all he used to communicate were songs from Diego; "Come on baby birds, hatch, hatch, apurense, salgan, salgan." Or when he would mix his pronouns; yelling "I scared you!" when his dad would scare him.
However, all was righted in the world when I was building a fire in the fireplace the other night and he looked and said, "I think we have a Compsagnathus problem." (WHAT?)
Thank you Dino Dan, thank you.