Yes

The verbal flood has begun. Nouns, prepositions, modifiers, and even verbs are cascading from our precious daughter's lips. Nearly all of them mean what she thinks they mean; all of them are beautiful. Still, there are "baby words," the sounds that we can't quite, yet, understand. My particular joy, in fact, are the sentences comprised of eighteen or twenty words, clearly expressing complex ideas, and not one syllable of which I can decipher. I nod with every ounce of sincerity in my soul. "Yes, honey. Yes."