Who's your Daddy?
Communicating with Hannes is an art form. And like with any form of art, you either get it, or you don't. And if you don't, you end up feeling stupid while those who get it seem to enjoy it tremendously.
Jessica gets it. She is so on the same wavelength with Hannes that to me, they seem to be talking.
I am not saying that I don't get it because I do. (Hannes is already bilingual, it seems). I can tell when he's bored because he is worming in his baby sitter and basically yelling something that sounds like a command. I hear him say, "Get me out of this baby sitter, right now." You know, I have written about it before.
Thsi morning I got up to do something. Hannes was in our bed because Jessica had just fed him. And when I got back, Hannes yelled something that sounded like "POW!" Jessica interpreted it as "pappa." Smart kid.
A second later, he said, "AEEEW!" which naturally is Hannesian for "äiti" which is Finnish for "mother."
So, here we are, Pow, Aew and Hannes. All is well.