Today, even more than most recent days, the three speaking humans in the household struggled mightily to get a few words out of the fourth, still-pre-verbal human. The closest we got to success was hearing Vivi say "abboh" for "apple," but she's said that before, and not consistently.
Just before bedtime, though, she was listening attentively to Julia run down a long list of things you cannot do at the dinner table, including passing gas, talking about pooping, and belching. Julia helpfully demonstrated this last with a big fake burp, which Genevieve then instantly and gleefully duplicated.
*sigh*
I guess you have to take the language processing where you can get it.