The Mini doesn’t really mimmic as much as some kids. Whether this is as a result of his speech delay or something else, I’m not sure. He can mimmic songs, and he’ll mimmic “all done” (which really just sounds like baby garble, but I get the inflection) and a few others, but other than that, we’re still kind of hit or miss over here.
How I feel about that largely depends on the day. Some days, I won’t lie, I feel hopeless and the stress eats away at my stomach lining. Other days I feel filled to the brim with happiness and joy, because that much cute is just too much to handle.
Lately the Mini has been screaming OW! At the top of his lungs, which he barely understands the meaning of, yet I still feel like shit because he’s mimmicking me yelling OW when he tries to bite me. The biting is partially him seeing how far he can push my buttons and the reaction he’ll get and the other part is his frustration with the communication barrier between us. Sometimes he’ll get really upset and cry and give me a hug. Sometimes he’ll laugh and other times, he just looks distant. But the fact that he’s picked up a sound that I make when I’m trying to get him to understand that it hurts really just makes me feel like crap.