My conversations with Buddy Bear

Buddy Bear, coming to find me in the bathroom:

"Waajah ejah baba amaa?"

Me:

"Aala maja baba maja."

Buddy Bear, pointing to the room where his siblings are playing and screaming:

"Yama bala ooba naanna."

Me, nodding in agreement:

"Yaaja baaba."

Buddy Bear, questioning:

"Aama?"

Me, assuringly:

"Yaaba."

Buddy Bear walked off completely contented with our conversation.  I didn't understand a word uttered.  Such is life with our most darling, 16-month-old linguist.  I know I'll miss these days when intelligible words aren't nearly so sweet.