Somewhere along the line, Henry became "You". Here are a few recent conversations:
Me: Who put your socks behind the crib?
Me: You did?
Me: Who's Mama's bug?
You get the picture. So, I've been trying to teach him his name... his real name. Here is the conversation that took place last night:
Me: What's your name, honey?
Me: No, your name is Henry.
Me: Can you say Henry?
H: No. (lol!)
Me: Can you say Hen?
Oye. Back to the drawing board. ;o)