On our way out, I popped into the awesomely cheap and cheerful Home Stuff store and bought GBG his very first skateboard (not that he'll know how to use it for quite some time, but it was only R45 and I just couldn't help myself). You should've seen his little face light up when he laid eyes on this new 'kah!' (anything and everything with wheels is a 'car' to Goran, while anything round like a 'ball' - from balloons to marbles - is a 'boh!').
The stream of both comprehensible and completely non-sensical words coming out of his mouth these days is totally charming and quite fascinating. In fact, out of all the textbooks that I used during my UNISA studies towards a BA (Communication Science), The Study of Language was the only one I found interesting enough to keep. And out of all the chapters, I think the one on acquisition of a mother tongue was the most intriguing for me personally. Who would've guessed back then that one day I would have the privilege of witnessing firsthand such a profoundly powerful process unfold!