As parents we were focused on helping him improving his speech. We tried all sorts of things and none of it seemed to work. Conner was happy to say things his way and there seemed little we could do to change his mind...
And then, two weeks ago he just started articulating. His old speech patterns disappeared overnight and with it so did baby Conner. And just like that, he grew up...
We got our wish, but Christine and I are both a little sad that we're no longer going to hear any of these Connerisms:
Hok-er -noun a form of football played between two teams of 11 players
Dino-whore -noun Any of various extinct, often gigantic, carnivorous or herbivorous reptiles who engages in promiscuous sexual intercourse (OK. I made that last part up, but this is one of my favorites.)
Old -noun having a relatively low body temperature; having little or no warmth.: Daddy I'm Old [shivers]
Horry –adjective feeling regret, compunction, sympathy, pity, etc.: I'm horry mommy.
Om, Jewwy and Weety -nouns Our cats Tom, Jerry and Tweety
Onner -noun (The name Conner.) We'd often have conversations like:
Me: What's your name?
Conner: Noooo! Ooonner!
Me: Ohhh. Conner!
Fortunately he's still holding firm on the pronunciation of his favorite color. Lellow.