Mon
With this word, Finnian controls wherever I go. If I am sitting at the computer, he will pull on me and say, “Mon.” He expects me to get up immediately and follow him wherever he wants me to go, and I do. When outside, Finnian will come and take my hand and say, “Mon”, leading me to where he wants me to go. I tell you that “mon” is an incredible word in my toddler’s vocabulary.
The only problem with this very powerful word comes when Finnian is in my arms. He cannot comprehend why I do not understand his command when I am holding him. If only I could read my little boy’s mind when I am holding him and he says, “Mon.” Many a temper tantrum could be avoided if I only understood where “mon” was at that particular moment.
Update: While speaking to a friend, I realized that I should clarify that “mon” is my little one’s way of saying “Come on.”