Lately, the Bambino(3) has been starting a lot of words with the letter F.
He came to me just now and said, "The Sprout walked! He gets a Frophy!" I said, "A Frophy?" He held up a stuffed bird and said, "Yes, a flying Frophy!"
He also puts on his Fuhjamas every night at bed time.
His verbal foibles are not limited to F's, though.
My mom was highly amused the other day when he told her that he had a Cop and he needed a Cop Drop.
He keeps us all in stitches.