Vincent has a way of finding the oddest things to pack around. I was folding laundry the other day and he pulled my sports bra out of the basket and put it around his neck.
But usually, his favorite things go straight to the back stair, where these things are collected, inspected, and get a good "talking to" in his own language. If my phone is missing, the stair is usually where I find it. When it's not there I can ask him and he'll usually find it for me.
He definitely recognizes a lot of words. I test him throughout the day by asking him to go and get me specific things, and most of the time he comes back with the right thing. But actually saying words, well this he only does when he feels like it. If I ask him to say something, he won't. Randomly though, he will point to something and say the word associated. Today, it was "Maddy", "cat", and "car".
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