Colin came in the living room from his bedroom where he was playing Thomas ChooChoo contently for about 10 minutes. He walked up to me and asked, "Are bahbingos good or bad?"
I replied, "I don't know what a bahbingo is."
Getting angry he replies, "I say are a bahbingos good or bad?"
"Colin, what is a bahbingo? I don't know that word."
"What colour is a bahbingo?"
"AN ANIMAL! IS IT GOOD OR BAD?"
This conversation went on for about 15 minutes... the more I questioned the more upset he became and the more slurred his speech was. FINALLY, I asked if he was saying FLAMINGO. Well, it was. I said, that a flamingo is good and he turned around and went on his merry way.
*sigh* Speech delays suck.