The Runaway Bunny ("bunnay"), Machines at Work ("sheens"), and The Little Fur Family, which he carried around constantly in its little fur jacket for nearly a week after we bought it ("soft!").
"Swee" (for this pre-counter, three means
Two of his favorite words to use all day (other than "please", which has replaced the "more" sign to signify "I want that" and therefore is indispensable at all times) are "close" (any door or drawer that is open) and "away", as he considers it his special task to put things where he thinks they should go (which does not always correspond to their proper resting places). When he's outdoors he's less concerned about tidying up and instead obsesses over collecting small items; for a couple of weeks (before the snow returned) we heard "cone", "wock", and "weaf" constantly through his outdoor rambles as he worked hard to fit as many of these in his fists as possible. We have spruce, doug-fir, and pine cones in abundance and these were early favorites ("cone-cone"), but he soon found that he could carry more acorns at once. I think he does have a separate word for acorn (something like "cane-cown") but it is pretty close to pine cone. One day in the back yard he hit the jackpot: dozens of hawthorn berries scattered under the tree. When he had to go back inside Dad suggested that he leave his fistful on the platform under the kerosene tank. In the next several days, of his own accord, he continued to add to this stash.
several, or maybe even "wow, that's a lot")