Two Is My Name

Our youngest son is now two years old. In preparation for his birthday, this last week Mrs. Scott and I taught him to respond to the question, "How old are you?" with the answer, "Two." He's doing great at this, and both birthday parties (on both sides of the family) were a time of giving everybody some good laughs with his new means of self-advertisement. He hasn't succeeded in holding up two fingers yet, but boldly thrusts out one finger with his excited proclamation of "Two!"

He's just now comfortable with saying his name. He says everybody else's but just hasn't shown interest until last week in saying his own. But the funny thing is that when he is asked what his name is, he replies with, "Two!"