So Luke is starting to become a parrot. Well, not literally. He's not sprouting feathers yet, but he definitely repeats things that we say. I realized how often I must tell him to stop when he climbed up on a kitchen table chair and shouted "TOP!" over and over. The crazy thing was that he used the EXACT tone of voice I use when I'm super exasperated. And today when he was throwing crackers on the floor, he started shouting "Don'T" The t is capitalized to show that he was stressing that sound JUST LIKE I DO.
Of course I don't say "cook-ie" over and over while I lick the cream off an oreo, so he does have some originality.